Sunday night and all day Monday mark a dark, dark time in my life, far more dark than I thought possible considering my disfunctional history. I"ve been told I have a guardian angel protecting me, but I feel quite ungrateful for its intervention, if that's what actually happened, though the more probable agent acting to protect me is my stupidity. Maybe I'll talk about it; currently, I'm too embarrassed to admit what happened, let alone face myself after my unsuccessful actions.