I intended to write something about stress and how after getting laid off I'm realizing how much I was working under for the last few years. I feel different. Pain felt so long you forget and add it into the normal pile. I'm sorting through those piles now, I have some time. I feel more myself without the crazy stress level. The pressure and drama, sick reinforcement cycles. Serves only our pay masters, never ourselves. Makes me a better tool\weapon. I'm refitting the factory of self for a new improved model. Time will tell but with the receding stress idealism has some room to stretch its arms and legs and walk around a bit.