Yesterday I took the first of many trips on foot to the library. I was really proud of myself for doing this because it is a sizable walk and I have been really lazy with exercise. I got home sweating with a few new books and felt really good ;)

Father's Day was what you'd expect, I don't need to whine about it. I am trying to recover now. It takes time.

Love New Therapist. She makes me feel so comfortable I wind up spilling my guts, whereas I held back a lot from the last one. Things are going well on that front.

I have been thinking about what to do with the archives of this blog. It holds three years of my life - imagine that! - and it does worry me that a server crash or some other problem at Blogger/Google could take it from me. I would like to back it up. I wonder if I should print it as a book, keep it on my bookshelf. Sounds silly but really, it is a long-ass journal. That's what it is. I would hate to lose any of it.