This was one of those real days that is so intensely real that it seems surreal. On an up note for Adam, part of him is living in my cleavage, and he always liked it there. I can feel the power of my snark rising again. I have no idea why some of us keep waking up. I don't attribute it to any higher capability or function. Long life is in some cases the pure result of repeated inhalation and exhalation. Of course, true living is so much more than existing. I think it's one of the reasons we're here in the first place.