Is this sad? I was invited to go out and do the same old same old...but I chose that. I was there, and I was happy. Walt Whitman says it best.
I know I am August,
I do not trouble my spirit to vindicate itself or be understood,
I see that elementary laws never apologize.
(I reckon I behave no prouder than the level I plant my house by, after all)
I exist as I am, and that is enough.
If no other in the world be aware I sit content,
And if each and all be aware I sit content.
One world is aware and by far the largest to me, and that is myself,
And whether I come to my own today, or in ten thousand or ten million years,
I can cheerfully take it now, or with equal cheerfulness I can wait.
-Walt Whitman (Song of Myself, 20)
I worked, I ate, I jogged. It was a good night. I don't know if this means I'm a little sad, or just really easy to please, and I'm not particularly bothered either way!
-Jessica
(OH. And it was raining and LIGHTNING like nobodies business yesterday all through the night...perfection.)