And yet... Still constrained by the limitations of resources. So much unnecessary complication is thrust into my lap.

Still, this feeling? That I can walk out my door, come back a week later, and still be as welcome as the first day I got here? No hate, no suspicion. Just curiosity.

This is a vast improvement, incomplete though it may be.

I love every minute I am still alive, because I am choosing to be alive.

This is right. At the least, it's a step in the right direction.