Building Lex's robot turned out to be surprisingly therapeutic. During the time it took to build the set, I felt all my stress dissipating; it was really quite remarkable. So two weekends ago I found myself at the Lego store in Southgate mall, where I picked up a couple of Lone Ranger sets and an assortment of extra minifigures. Sylvia and I are going to build the Lone Ranger stuff together this weekend.
Until a couple of weeks ago, I'd forgotten why I loved Lego so much as a boy. Now I remember, and not just with my brain, but with my hands. What a great toy. Lego forever!