I took pictures during my visit. I can review them in my mind. Looking at them, I realize I miss these people terribly. A certain light is trying to weep through my window shade. I am thinking I should eat today. I have been back now…three days? There was a kind of violence as if some human bodies will spontaneously burst into flames. My father sat in his recliner forgetting how to breathe. I had a seizure and my left hand forgot how to type and how to pick up a cup of coffee properly. These are temporary inconveniences.