Taste

Something is happening. Not sure if it’s the increase in my anti-depressants, the dopamine high from cleaning my house today, or the hope of the program I’ll be attending for outpatient therapy for folks who are trying to adjust to life changes, or if I’m on the edge of the precipice of healing; I feel lighter than I have in months.  I actually found myself interacting with folks after a meeting tonight.  What the….

Pre-stroke I was very sociable, very extraverted, since the stroke, there has been none of that aspect of life going on.  Today I had a taste.  It tasted good.