I’m going about my morning as usual, or at least I thought I was.  Coffee, feed the cat and dog, feed myself.  I’m going through the motions a bit mechanically, my mind everywhere and nowhere all at once.  I was suddenly startled from my dissociative state by birdsong.   I don’t know why the birdsong broke through, but it did, and a grateful grin broke across my face and I woke up for the first time this morning.  Retracing my…