I think I realized today how happy I am with my life. I was walking to the car to get the digital camera (we ate at Semolina's after Whitney's graduation), and I was thinking about how nice the weather was this afternoon, and then it kinda dawned on me, I LOVE MY LIFE. It was more like a declaration I guess. I love my family, I love myself, I love being spiritual and not religious, I love having a crummy job with shitty pay and stable hours, I love being in school and gaining more knowledge, I love Donald, I love my dogs, I even love the dent on the left side of my car. I know this sounds crazy, but I don't think I could live my life any other way. It's sort of like this natural high that I haven't come down from yet. There will probably be a day that I question anything and everything, but for this moment, for however long it last, I am probably one (of the many) of the happiest people on earth.