End to a good day.
Today was nice. It wasn’t excellent or incredible, but it was really nice. And I think I like the niceness of my life more than I care to make mention of. I was productive all morning doing work, dressed up, hung out with my friend Jen and her kids, skyped with Austin and fell in love all over again, had an insane amount of sushi/food with Erika and Amanda and saw Youth in Revolt with them. It was mediocre (compared to the book) at best, but cute. Now I’m in the comfort of my room, listening to music that is nothing short of incendiary, reading some delectable Vonnegut, staring at the ceiling and daydreaming about adventures, painting the walls with my imagination, and patiently awaiting the long distance love of my life.
This is real, this is life, contentment never tasted so sweet and I am happy that things are falling into place.
Cat’s Cradle is a great book. I will need to read more Vonnegut.
