The wind howls tonight, and on an (assumedly) unrelated note I realize it's been 30 days since I got here. A month is a unit of measure for gratitude, so normally this should lead to a few celebratory drinks by my lonesome, but on this night in particular that's been avoided thanks to the pure, natural ecstasy and serenity an 80-minute deep meditation has given me. My body thanks me. The slow-boiling terrors (from brutally honest internal discourse) are subdued.