I had to go to the other side of the building today. That would not have been such a bad thing except for the reports I had to carry with me. My meds were not working all that well and I was just to stubborn to ask someone to take them over there for me. I started what would turn into a childhood story. I had read that story when I was very small. I'm sure every child has read it, or something like it, and like I did, filed it away as something that made a nice story but would never be relevant to real life. As I left my office I muttered to myself "I think I can do this". Three turns later I was repeating "I think I can" as I made my unsteady way down the hall. After ten minutes I was somewhat surprised to find myself at my destination and looking forward to the return trip determined not to get stuck. Half way back to my office I began to believe I was going to make it. Somewhere along the way I'd switched to "I know I can". It sounds a bit silly now, at three in the morning, unable to sleep. But it's the little victories that help keep me going from one day to the next. Marvin.