I didn't get a shower last night or this morning in Corning because I planned to get one tonight or tomorrow morning at the truck stop in Wheeler Ridge.

Nice plan, except they're having a power outage here.

And, the wind is still blowing. The big truck is rocking and rolling and I'm not even listening to iTunes. Luckily, I hope, it takes about a 70 mph gust to knock over a loaded big truck.

So, it's really dark here and I'm not going to get a shower. They'd better get power by tomorrow morning because I need a shower. Well, I can fake it. I've done it before, but I'd prefer a real shower, if you know what I mean.

The Kevin project hit a snag. Nothing serious, just a tiny bit of a problem. I'd thought it was going to take a total rewrite, but I don't think it's that bad right now. I'm working on a prologue to set some of Kevin's early history and introduce a couple characters who will have a significant impact on Kevin later in the story. Then I'm dropping the format option and maybe a few characters. I don't know for certain what is going on.

You can't imagine how depressed I am; well, maybe some of you can. (I read blogs, after all.) I know I need to get back into therapy and soon. I've begun seeing things, again. It's unnerving because I know what I'm seeing isn't there, it's only my mind getting real confused on what is real. It's almost like it was the first time when I damned near went totally delusional and was so close to doing the final act that I knew I had to get help.

It helps knowing you need help and aren't afraid to ask. The only thing I fear is having my medical card pulled. I don't think I'm that bad right now. I mean I should know, right? Or, is this just another manisfestation of a delusional mind? Could I be wrong about this and really need help right now? Maybe I need to get out of the truck.

No, I think a good night's sleep should help.

I've been tired a lot, lately. And, I'm eating too much, again.

I guess I'd better stop because I'm beginning to make myself feel worse.

Got to go, Joe just put up Chapter 12 of Tim and the Corsair.

Looks like I'll have to work on my sanity tomorrow, which'll be good because I have a delivery in Santa Fe Springs tomorrow afternoon. I just love driving around LA.