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Good night, and good morning, dearest reader. I hope you are well, and know that you are loved and not alone in your struggles.

I am ok this morning but I am tired, but lucid. I slept well, but not long. I don't feel actively stressed, exactly, but last night I was just too awake to sleep and too tired to sit up and do something. Maybe I'm just doing a good job of breathing through it, I don't know. Whatever the case, the weekend was really draining and I am paying the piper, I think. Unfortunate. There is no news yet on my grandma. I called the hospital on Sunday and she was "fine but with the nurse" but it's been a full week now since she's been in there and communication is sparse. 

Yesterday I had two jobs and I only got half of one done. I need to fix that this morning. In the meantime, I wish I had something to say that would be profound and encouraging.  Here is a primitive shot, until my energy returns:

Marianas Trench; Be encouraged. 

You've got this, I've got this. 

I have an essay to prepare for Thursday, around my classes and normal homework, and I have a small presentation to do tomorrow, digesting an article by Craig Evans for the class. I don't have a problem with his theology, from what I've seen, but the man writes and speaks like he gets paid by the word. Maybe it's my modern hasty-brain but I feel like he could say a lot in about a quarter of the time he actually takes. However, some people like to take the scenic route, and that's ok. I respect that, truly. But not on my last day of class. 

Anyway... 

God bless you, always. Pray that I produce a stellar paper on Daniel 5, if you would.