Nothing like a day off from work for a field trip with your son and a hundred other eight year olds to an awesome aquarium filled with crocodiles, manatees, a giant river otter, penguins, tons of different kinds of birds, a pregnant sea horse and a jaguar topped off with a cute, a cool new little phone and dinner out with your family to cure the exacerbation blues.

That and a good night’s sleep.

Which I am still waiting for but maybe, just maybe tonight.

All is as it is and that is okay for me.

New air comes into to my lungs the same way each time and fills me up to be released back into the circle of interdependence until I inhale again.

Nice.