everything is. good.

[showerinacan]

tonight, about an hour after training, everything just clicked. not in some big realisation way, just in a "it's all good" way. maybe it was the sitting and laughing with friends in kfc. maybe it was the endorphins kicking in after a strenuous run at training. maybe it was looking over at her and saying something of no importance and suddenly thinking "holy fuck she's gorgeous". maybe it's just the general -ness of summer. long lazy days ang longer lazy nights. i haven't had a really bad day in ages. sure, i get my cranks like anyone, but ayyy. it's just good.
i love my friends. my family. my job is good. my soccer. my life.
of course this is asking for shit to fall on my head, because even in the happiest of moods i am a strong believer of the religion of Murphy. hopefully the cockroach on my bed will suffice.
smile, everyone. fucking grin.