Ok. Time to go do stuff. First, go to Belle Glade, and get the manling's birth certificate, so he can have a passport. Without a passport, he'll have to go to Germany in my suitcase, which would be inconvenient as all hell, considering I'm going to want to take my coat. Then on to get his phone fixed, and then, once he's out of school, to the post office to apply for the damned thing. One of these days, I'll get Sera fixed. And, as time goes on, I'm sure these journal entries will become more cogent, as I learn how to write again. ... Dare to dream.