Breakdown? Breakthrough?

No matter what you call it, it's truly a miracle.

Yesterday, I braved the bacteria, infection, and disease of middle-class America and hopped on a train that took me to Richmond, Virginia where my best friend and his family lives.

Yesterday and the whole today, I've had a bottomless well of energy, without any of the "crashing and burning" effects that I normally experience from chemotherapy. Maybe it was the adrenaline rush of being there, or maybe it was the homemade food. Either way, it was a break from the chemo cloud that normally looms right over me. It was good. Very, very good.