It was perhaps a dark cloud. What is new is that I have a stronger belief in myself. That while I fall hard, I bounce back even harder. I accept my battle. I play my serve. I hold the keys, even when I feel caged.

I have not felt this loud an impact in decades. From being non-functional to operating at a regular pace in 48 hours, is no small feat.

As someone said, it was a dark cloud. I have my blue sky back to me. Figuratively. Because it is pouring hard, still. Inside and outside.