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.