Not all storms come to disrupt your life…
some come to clear your path
~unknown~
This was July 30th, less than a year ago. The word narcolepsy had not yet come into the picture. A brief bit at the end shows how skinny I was. Twenty pounds under weight… too tired to eat, and really too weak to be getting on the roof to watch a storm. I had no idea about the storm that was coming though. The time was fast approaching when it seemed there was a new symptom every day.