Interesting day...I've been trying to ignore this developing pain in my chest over the past week, hoping it was a strained muscle and would go away. Last night I was having pain breathing, and so this morning I called my doc to schedule an appt. and he sent me straight to the ER. Three hours later, I'm back at work having gone through EKG's, chest x-rays etc. etc. The results?: they're not sure, probably a strained muscle. But coming out of the ER, having gone through an increasingly morbid meditation on the possible scenarios, and walking into the beauty of a bright, sunny, Seattle afternoon with a relatively clean bill of health, I definitely perceive the grace of the world with more crytalline clarity. I feel sufficiently reminded that I'm not ready to go yet. I was reminded of MSG's cancer scare last year, though my scare was a relatively brief and painless ordeal compared to his.