Shrimp and Grits.
The meal I had at the first dinner I ate out alone in ten months.
I went and talked in an environment it was hard to hear.
I saw and met freinds in lighting that was lousy.
It was awesome.
It just felt wrong to think that a few months ago I was in a hospital bed and they were unsure of my fate.
Last night my fate felt sure.
It felt very sure.