identify 100 things that make me happy.

Stretching in the morning under the warm covers has got to be the most glorious, non-sexual feeling ever.

Making new connections and realizing, “Hey, so that’s why this goes with that! That makes so much sense!” Whether it’s a psychological phenomenon, or a sociopolitical theory, or a biological mechanism, or something about myself, I love that feeling.

The man I love is only nine and a half miles away from me, as the crow flies. As time flies, the distance is nineteen years. But, I think I can live with just seeing his smile, and hearing his voice, and learning from my mistakes, this last year I have with him.

The mere fact that thousands of other people want to identify and share their happiness with me makes me happy. The world always wants to bring us down, but then there are people like you. :)