Charmed life

Life isn’t horrible.

Stay with me — this is quite the revelation.

Things are just good, y’know? Not great, mind you — they could always be better. But allow me to bask in the complete non-suckage of my existence at this moment in time.

If I could just get my anxiety under control, then things would be great. But I’m grateful for the times when I actually can breathe and laugh and simply be. I’d nearly forgotten who I was for quite some time.

And the creativity? Flowing. Gushing. Oozing. May it last through — and beyondNaNoWriMo.

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