discontentThe actual news is that it's looking like both David and I will be able to go home tomorrow. I've gotten over fearing it, and I just want to be home now. I know it's still going to be be a while before things feel normal, but I don't care. I'm sick of this place and I want to be with my family and to sleep in my own bed with my own wife! Did I mention how lovely beds are? Wives too. Wife. One.
Oh boy, time to stop typing.
