Turned Leaf.Sometimes life is pretty damned great. You just have to take one step back, twirl around a few times and keep on walking in whichever direction you landed. I think someone's been dumping massive amounts of serotonin in my coffee in the morning.
I adore my quirky and unbalanced friends (even the ones I don't talk to very much), my job (except for the financially stressful aspects), my fucking awesome loft that I built/designed/decorated mostly myself and, of course, my Eli cat.
Maybe it's the cold weather. I'm no longer sweating like mad...which is always a plus. Maybe my art is fueling my fire. Maybe life is finally finding a rhythm. Maybe I'm just happy.
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