i think, dare i say, my feet are getting better. the mysterious fungus may be receding, though my fingers are wrinkled and crinkly and feel as if coated with a layer of dried glue, and i get a tingle in my toes that comes and goes. the soles are becoming viable, i'll adventure to say. there's a (tentative) layer between me and the world and it is (slowly) becoming my skin again.