I don’t know. I just don’t know. People asking how we are doing. And my answer is always I don’t know. Surviving. I have no idea how I’m doing. How John is doing. I really appreciate the people checking in but then I don’t know what to say and feel like a conversation killer. I can’t put into words how I am..how we are because there are none. Some days I feel like I’m not doing this right. Not that there is a right way. Although I guess if we through ourselves into drugs or something that would be the wrong way. We aren’t doing that. But, I just feel…