Rough Day, as what The Visit started, this is bringing into full bloom.
School was like sunshine after several weeks of rain; just felt back to be in a living, real-working world. Was kind of proud of myself to have made it in. Managed, too, to keep the twitching to a minimum during class.
Language is going to come with difficulty for the foreseeable future. I'm lucky I can form sentences at all either speaking or writing. (I hate it when this happens. Am in a bubble, but can't seem to break it. Am at the bottom of a well shouting up - hear the echoes on the stones. Can't find the strength to climb out, though.)