I have to wake up in four hours to wish him luck but I still won't go to bed. I want his stress to end, if only temporarily (stress never really comes to an end, does it?), I want him to be happy and to understand and accept wherever the wind may take him is at least half my burden as well. To be like Aurelius in times like this tries even the most patient. "Whatever happens, happens rightly" you say, you say but then the force holding the words together and giving them their meaning melts away slowly, like ocean beating away at a shoreline, you are left standing in a pile of nothing, grains washed away despite your best efforts to build. I've seen some magnificent sand castles.

Attar, Conference of the Birds.
To love is to share everything, though it cut you from ear to ear you say
And I'm not cut right now, I don't think.
Mr Chief Justice and may it please the court, article 705a) of the bankrupcy act grants bankrupcy court the inheret right to prevent abuse.
I stood beside Ruth Bader Ginsberg in the picture. I hope it came out well.

I sleep now, so I can wish him luck in three and a half hours.