Today was a good day.  Not much happened really.  I believe that when nothing bad happens then it is a good day.  I am starting to breathe better but much will hopefully change when I see the doc next week.

I wrote a letter today to a girl I used to know in Miami.  I wonder if that was wrong?  If I never hear from her then I know it wasn't meant to be.  I still think about her every now and then.  I wonder how she has been.  If she doesn't reply then I will know.  Time to move on.  I always did like her.  With my luck I will get the letter back with an unknown forwarding address