I hoped- I don't know what I hoped. To have some of what little had been good back. The camradarie- the support. Part of me misses having a unit. [ As strange as being a part of the project had been, the sense of purpose was gratifying. He shakes his head at himself- it didn't matter here. They were a group of individuals and that, while unpredictable, was safer than the alternative.

Maybe he could rent the space out as a gym. Who the hell knows? ]

HOw've you been? Coping, that is. This is rough for a lot of people but for you...