@coinjoe...
Oh... I know brother. I remember when we first met at The Terminal... and the conversations. I can remember these same meetings; I've been with The Terminal for some time... greeting people in the early morning hours. Waiting for my MS meds to kick in...
It's not a joke to me... I feel like I have met family. Because that's what we consider ourselves there. Some have stayed, while some have moved on. All that babbling, to tell you I get it. Much love brother...