Happy

Mack gave me some wood, so I had smores when I got home.

Smores, made in my own fireplace.

Weird

Today, I was standing at the sink brushing my teeth and I had this fleeting though–“Wow, I’m not in pain.”

It’s true, I’m not in pain.

But what was weird is that I didn’t think I was in any pain, say, yesterday.  And yet, clearly, I do feel better than I did yesterday.  Or for a long time.

I don’t guess I would say that I was in pain, but clearly, something was off in a way that was nagging on me, and today, it’s not.

And that makes me happy.