By this time tomorrow eva8 will be here. I'm looking forward to showing her my city.

I'm really tired, I'm trying to stay awake. I sat out in the sun and read a couple of times today; when it got too hot I came inside, checked my email, cooled off, then went back outside.

The plan to see a movie with Joe today fell by the wayside when another friend, who I'll call MM, needed his help in a desperate way. I can't go into any details because that wouldn't be right, but lets say that I hope MM finds his way, and can be happy in his life. Send strength MM way, if you have it to spare, he has a long road ahead of him and can use your help.

I had a very good day yesterday.

I had my first session of talk therapy which went very well.

Lunch with Joe included Kamau and allowed me to see them tease each other and listen in on stand up comic talk. I would love to write with them, I think that would be wicked fun.

The meds worked out really well too. It was nice for the doctor to come back from the dead to see me. He was old but really nice. He not only gave me Zoloft but Allegra and Nasernex for my allergies. Sweet!

So I'm happy and able to breathe. Ahhhhhhhh.

Migraine. Head pounding. Stomach churning. Eyes wanting to leave my head.

Why am I sitting her typing instead of going to sleep? Because I have a very busy day tomorrow and I'm afraid if I go to sleep too early I'll wake up at 3am and not be able to go back to sleep. I've got my morning pages to write when I get up, I have to take a shower and get out of the house in time for talk therapy at 11 then lunch with Joe at one then at 5:45 I have to meet with someone about getting my meds on a continuing basis.

I can't stay up any longer I have to go pass out.

I must not nap. I must not nap. I must stay awake until bed time. I must not lay down.

I think I'll go back outside, sit down and read. I was out there earlier doing my Artist's Way stuff, but then the sun was too hot on my back so I came back inside. There should be a shady spot for me to sit in. It's 72 out there -- it seems a shame to be inside.

And it might keep me from falling asleep.

Hey, a week from right now, Eva8 will be landing in SF. I'm sure I'll have some stories to tell from that week.