Or maybe instead of meeting J. for the 10:30 service at the Center for Spiritual Living in town, I'd wake up at 2AM with acid reflux, lay sleepless a couple hours, and end up having to take a raincheck in the morning. I blame late dinner of deep-fried pubilx deli catfish.

Only took 5 months, but I finished transcribing handwritten journal entries from the 2001-2002 New Year sojourn. Finished the catfish for lunch, now I feel ready for a nap.