OKTHEN.
I’m going to post right quick and then I’m getting out of here early so I can go enjoy daylight in my apartment. I haven’t seen much of it so far. I’ve been so perfectly, obliviously happy this week. Part of it is the new place, feeling like it’s absolutely right for me, and just at the right time. It’s been referred to as ‘starting over’, but I don’t really see it that way. It’s progress. It’s moving ahead. Starting over implies forgetting the past, instead of learning from it. I’m so thrilled by the littlest things, like how amazing the light is during the day, how it feels to sprawl on the couch and doze off, and how much time I spend standing and looking at the most meaningful things I’ve collected over the years, all there in one spot. I smile every time I walk past and see the presents under the tree. I’m proud of how organized everything is. I actually enjoy waking up with a pile of cats on my bed, the lazy assholes. It’s so nice. The other part of it is the thing I can’t explain. A couple people close to me understand, and so does my family. It’s just something I know, and it’s the best feeling in the world. I can’t wait for Christmas. Time to go home.Jenni