So I'm still behind in my reading, but I've gotten other stuff done, which makes me feel better. I'm also ungodly happy in general. I've had a good weekend, and I think that more good weeks and weekends are in store.

I feel like it's possible that everything is too good to be true, but I find myself believing it anyway, just being happy and not really worrying much. That, for me, is a huge, huge thing. Because I worry a lot, about little stuff, big stuff, silly stuff. But right now, I'm very much "La! Life is good!"... And that rocks.