I spent about 3 hours at school today, about an hour too long. I would have left a little earlier but when I went to ask the guards to call me a taxi the government was having a city-wide "air drill," whatever that is. All it meant for me was that taxi service was suspended so I went to the office and napped on the couch for a half hour until 2:00 when the city came back to life.

This morning's taxi ride to school was the first time I'd been by the site of my accident. It was a lot harder than I expected to drive by the area where I got hit, not so much the actual spot but the approach along the road. I keep being surprised by my fits and starts towards recovery. This journey keeps being different than I expect.