I'm happy right now. In that bone-deep contentment sort of way, that until now I had never felt for more than a few moments at a time.
I am not escaping my life, as I once had to to feel happy.
I am living it.
I am living it here, in this new house which feels like mine (despite being rented!)
I am living it here, in the city I love.
I am living it here, surrounded by people who love me.
Lucivar asked me if I will go to the play parties tonight.
I don't know, honestly.
I don't really feel a need to. The knowledge that I live here now, and that they will be here regardless of whether I choose to go this night or not is strangely comforting.
I don't feel my usual frantic drive to see everything, do everything, that I usually do when I am here.
I don't have to do it this weekend. I live here now.
There will be other weekends.
And that single thought makes me happier and more content than I have been in years.
You gotta post more pictures of the house, now that you're moved in
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