that's kind of how i feel. i like it. after (yet another) realization, i am feeling better. happier. maybe it's because i love someone and her happiness is rubbing off on me. across the pond, i know she's smiling the brightest and most beautiful smiles England has ever seen. and i just love how i can feel it. when i see my friends--sisters really--overtaken with joy, i can't help but feel it too. that way that works is great.
yeah yeah yeah. life is a turd for me. but it's moving along. despite another heartbreak after another coming, they will be going. life does keep moving which means the piles of turd along the road will not always be there. it'll be cleaned up, in time. --the fact that i just used poop as a metaphor is something else. it's quite comical. i think i'm going to stop before it gets worse. ha.
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