Thank you, Verlon. Moral support is surprisingly (to me) important. I regret not being more supportive to others in the past and hope I do better in the future.
Here I am, 200 miles from home, with no good idea when I'll be able to go home again. Living in someone else's apartment with all their stuff. But by myself because whoever lives there is away somewhere. I don't even know who lives there or where they are. (Yes, I have permission to live there) Riding Ubers back and forth every day. Spending most of my time at the rehab center. But getting out some.
And my computer is now broken so I need to brave the bus system (or spend more on Uber) so I can get it fixed so I can keep the bills paid.
This is a really big adventure, especially for someone who is not that into adventure.
Must be an album in this experience....