Things are still a bit hairy at times but I think I’m stabilizing from everything that’s happened. I can sort of get back to my Chopin waltz practicing (Op. 64, No. 1), packing the apartment, reading Neil Gaiman’s American Gods, and making nummy mixed drinks (NOT to get drunk, just to be a bit buzzed, and to get rid of ALL THIS ALCOHOL before I move).
Tomorrow, 175kph. More on that later. :)