Here is a fairly tame and old joke: A young couple were troubled by their young son. In every way he was a happy, healthy, normal 5 year old, except he didn't talk yet. They took him to many doctors and specialists, but none of them found anything wrong. Then, one day at breakfast, their son said, "the toast is burnt".

The young couple stared at each other for a few seconds, then stood up and danced for joy around the table, hugging and kissing each other and their kid. Finally the father calmed down enough to ask: "Son, why did you wait for so long to say anything?"

The son replied, "well, up to now, everything's been okay."

I told you that to tell you this:

I'm not feeling great today, but I feel good enough to function and that's what matters to me. I have been feeling quite literally lost and now it's like someone finally handed me a map. Now whether or not it's useful is an entirely different matter.

I posted something longer earlier, but I've taken it down for now. I'll try to explain all this later.