I am trudging on - weary, yet hopeful... I'm not just mulling around, though... thoughts still arise and are continuous and I'm working on some self-discipline... just hope I can keep it up... frustrations and loneliness persist and nothing seems to be going right, but it's nothing I haven't put up with before... although my tolerance is attenuating... my breaking point is close at hand, but I have a good feeling about the not-so-distant future... I hope that's not just delerium talking...