Well this morning I went to Brian Pavwoski's Funeral. I am pretty sad about it. He was 40. I don't know what I thought would happen this year. It's not like the world came to an end. I found old friends and rekindled old friendships that's good. I found out I have Fibro. So in a sense the world as I knew it, did end. Chatted with Mike Endicott at the funeral and he asked if I was well. I lied and said yes. I am well just different. Besides how can I say I am ill when our friend just died of brain cancer and had only known a few weeks. Perspective.