Thanks guys. I am ok. I probably needed to detach from that reality anyway. I am more than my job.
Monday night was very heavy. I never have felt that bad in my life, it was a where is my damned Glock kinda night...and that was before the principals showed up on Tuesday. (The Glock is in a safety deposit box BTW. A drunk I am, stupid I am not...errr, check that, how am I going to get that damed thing out of the bank??? LOL) I wonder if it was a premonition combined with PAWS? Regardless, it hit me really hard. It really helped to have some people show up for me. Perhaps this is a new opportunity, maybe I should go do an Engineers Without Borders gig, anybody wanna go with me? I am a well diggin' mofo.