And that is the fact that the way you feel about life changes quickly. sometimes very quickly. call it youthful indecision, or even fickle flightiness. I don't care... But allow me to illustrate:
two hours ago I crawled into my tempur-pedic topped bed with a brownie and a stupid high school drama chick flick movie because this 'being a real person with real things to do' thing was just feeling like too much for me after my 'do whatever you want to' last few months...
gah, I am not adjusting entirely well.
nevertheless, I am committed to doing this living life thing, as impossible as it seems.
anyhow, not sure if I can credit the brownie, the movie, or the alone time, but I've arisen for an exciting evening feeling ready to take on the world.
and I simply had to blog about it because these moments (however short lived they may be at this point in my life) where I feel ready, happy, hopeful, and capable need be documented, celebrated and cherished. they need to be filed away to be looked up in other, less than optimistic times.