Other than a few things – potential of another autoimmune disorder (go rheumatoid arthritis) in its early stages being most prominent – my "wellness exam" found that I am mostly well. And human; I am well, then, until I am not... on further Well fronts: AnotherFictionThing took on a life of its own this morning and is barreling forward until it crashes into the wall of myself. As it usually does – well, well, well, then; the day awaits.