There’s a massive shit eating grin on my face right now. I feel a sense of wonder and excitement I have not felt in quite some time. Loose ends tying themselves together. An enormous sigh. A light summer breeze caressing my soul. I am quite certain I have met my match. I call him my unicorn. He’s all the things I have hoped for and more. A rare find.
I want to peel off my skin from nervousness. I want to peel off every layer infused with bad memories. I want to rejoice in the rebirth that is the happiness and contentment I am feeling. My life is coming together. My career is progressing.
I am painting. I’ve always wanted to paint. I’m only a beginner, but I seem to have a handle of it. I am a volunteer firefighter. I love this so much so, I intend on taking the next available FDNY firefighter exam.
In two weeks I will meet a new bunch of third graders. I’ll have the pleasure of being their teacher. I’ve decided to put board games in my room as an incentive for them to behave, and an opportunity to relax and just enjoy being kids. I’m filling my room with fresh flowers and painting my bookcase bright and inviting colors.
Life is so refreshingly fucking wonderful.