boy did I get lost.  Coming home from the discovery that my dental pain can be handled, but not right away and will involve removing a few crowns that will make my appearance unattractive for zoom, I was receiving the news that I might have been exposed to covid the day before at a shiva call.  This, together with my confusion over the papers needed for the hospital tomorrow morning as well as the threat by the health clinic that the proper procedures had not been followed for the admission, and the fact that I was having trouble breathing, led me off the highway to the fields.

That turned out to be okay because although it was dark and there was no place to stop to put my ways on I remembered my sense of direction, and drove toward the west.  How far west can one go in a country that’s essentially about 10 miles wide in the area I’m in. 

Anyway after 10 minutes I was out of the woods and on a street I recognized.  And then I knew I’d make it through the other woods I’ll be navigating soon, whether I get help or not.