Wow...the reality of what I did last night is starting to kick in. Human beings aren't meant to spend long periods of time in small, cramped, spaces--and when they do, it leaves a very big psychological imprint on them. I'm just surprised that more of my dreams last night weren't about crawling through long, dark, tunnels.
I'm glad I did it, though. I needed that kind of release, that kind of farewell to Adam (as well as the troubles of the past weel). Let's hope the figurative will give birth to the real.