Just taking a moment to be by myself, to reflect and be grateful.
I've only mentioned her in passing, but I seem to be spending all my time with Janie. She's here pretty much non-stop, and though she hasn't formally moved in, she's always here in spirit.
It's odd because on paper, this all seems wrong. She doesn't like The Simpsons, for crying out loud. And she can only name three Beatles! And for God's sake, she watches reruns of Little House On The Prarie--not ironically, either, because I don't even think it's possible to watch that show ironically. She just, you know, likes it.
Which probably tells you something about her personality--she's a genuinely nice person. Good, kind-hearted, warm. She's supportive of me no matter what I do, and she's there for me because...well, because she loves me. And, whatever else has been going on in my life for God knows how long, I haven't been in a mutually loving relationship, and, to quote the sage poets Peaches & Herb (or, alternately, Chuck Mangione), it feels so good.
So whenever posting is light around here, it's because, good times or bad, I'm busy living my life.
