Recovering from Jolanta, I find both my body and psyche still need to mend. It's a bit rocky for me and with school not working out, thankfully, I gain employment at a beer and wine store near the university. Now and then, I still visit the campus to get a hair cut, and have chats with my hairdresser, Amy. I also begin to make connections at my new job. It's a fun group to work with, some great colleagues. One of them is a young lady, attractive, sweet, and kind. We have great conversations, though I have to wonder, the more I get to know her and myself at this time, are we falling for each other, or simply two people facing similar dilemmas in life when it comes to family, to illness, and our future?