tonight, i was curled up beneath my blanket, wrapped up in a book that is turning out to be amazingly engrossing; I had Nora Roberts completely wrong if I thought she only wrote sappy romance novels about brawny men and slender swooning women. after a time it came to my attention-- my body's first, in the form of a deep shiver-- that what i now ( Read more... )

at this exact minute, 7h20 on the 3rd of June 2009,
life is perfect.

see poem 'comfort zones' on dA for details, which I am too sleepy to write.
but I wanted to remember that at this moment,
thanks to the friends I've made,
I am so happy.