A new day.

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It is difficult to start today.  The work in an attempt to restart life, while mostly at least touched upon, leaves a gaping economic hole and a great deal of ponderous, slow, timed work.  It might take months or years to finish.  Perhaps not ending correctly even then.  I didn't see any packages from them, if it is possible I missed something.  But I did return the packet from my visit.  It had nothing to do with my medical, or my current doc's contact information.  I should have kept a copy.  Not even sure what it was about at.

Other business has to be attended before travel is possible.  That has begun.  So muh to do, so little time, health, and coin.  So it goes.  I'll begin for the day soon enough.  No rush, that will be fot business hours.  I need to get ready, in my mind.