Don't You.

Well.

I'm not sure what to say, as I'm all happy and sad and quite enthused.

Yes, quite.

And while life is still just... there,

I think it gets better with time.

I know it does, actually,

If you work for what you love and you listen to your own self.

There's no use in fretting over everything. Just let it happen, I guess. Get caught up in the flow of things, and don't spazz about how the flow is completely askew. Because wherever it's going, it'll be just fine.

Everything works itself out, all the knots and tangles and horrors. They get combed out and laid straight. And it's a great and wonderful thing, as I see it. We can all die with that comfort. Things get worked out at some point. And while you may day agonizingly, you can rest assured that whatever was bothering you will get ironed out.

And while I know that's not everybody's cup of tea, I think it's mine.

Because sure, you can always say "But things are never perfect!" But combed out and untangled isn't perfect, so I'll rest my case and continue on thinking as I do. Because that's all I can do.

Well, yes, I could do more, but I'll currently just enjoying being here, listening to these cutesy songs and ignoring everything terrible in the world that usually plagues me. I'm... "Chill." Yeah, I believe that's the adjective I was grasping for.

And while I could wish a million things right now to make everything that much better... what would be the point? I'll just try to be all happy and pleased with now. Where I am, right. Now. Yes, in the present moment I'm sitting pretty with a grin plastered on my silly face.

Because just maybe that's all I need. A smiley-happy face. Because the feeling just bleeds right through to my insides and they turn all happy too.

Although my haircut isn't pleasing and I'm at home, I'm thrilled. Something makes me ridiculously happy during these mundane moments. And that's alright by me. So let's just throw a fantastic dance-party and live our lives. However we please. That way might not always be the most moral or safe, but hell, if it makes you happy, by all means, go for it. I'm serious. Happiness is sort of what life is about. Making the best of it and smiling. And dancing.

Because dancing is so lovely.

And I'm feeling quaint and it's great and I'm very excited for tomorrow, what with all the sleeping in and the sunshine and the staying up really late with my nearly insane friends, you can't tell me that's not awesome. It's not possible.

So!

Off I go!

Oh, almost forgot.

I love you.