Happy Happy Happy Again
I think my doldrums were created by (once again) York and work and everything that I get really sick of (i.e. work). Going home for a few days over Thanksgiving was exactly what I needed. I had an amazing weekend. I went out on Thursday and Friday night. I made amends with a person I haven't talked to in over a year. I danced. I tried Indian food for the first time. I celebrated two years with Jim. I ate lobster. I ate, I ate, I ate (such is Thanksgiving).
I have decided that every day should be a holiday.
I have decided that every day should be a holiday.