YEA!
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Truth be told, I'm a little surprised that I'm as happy as I am right now. But, then I started thinking about why I'm as happy as I am, and I'm not surprised at all.

I'm sitting in my room and the windows are open wide.
I've got the fans turned on, so the cool post summer-storm air is being pulled in to keep me happy.
I've got low jazz/soul/blues music playing at 1am, nothing but underwear on, and art supplies and the two books I'm reading spread out across the floor.
My two cats are lounging here going back and forth between staring at the ceiling fan and pestering one another.
My roommate is asleep on the couch, having passed out watching the Discovery channel. Sunburnt and just back from the beach. For once I'm glad my roommate is home.
My laundry is washed.
The dishes are done.
I just came in from standing outside on my front porch almost naked in the cool wet night air just taking it all in on my silent neighborhood street from up above.
I feel so unstoppably creative.
I've been going on hikes, putting my feet in water, and looking at things.
I've been ANSWERING my phone as well as MAKING phone calls to people I love. (I know, can you even believe it? If you want a call or to call me, let me know.)
Michael and I are really truly planning a road trip/adventure weekend for this fall where we drive across the state and stay in some silly bed and breakfast and look at leaves and just have fun with no worries.
I've got a completely packed week that looks like this...
Sunday: Michael and I went swimming at my father's house. Benjamin came over to tell me a bedtime story as i was falling asleep.
Monday: Michael and I sat around my room and watched The Office while making road trip plans.
Tuesday: Errands, hanging out with one of my only friends from high school, Eric, coffee with Amy
Wednesday: Working in Indiana, going to see SpookyCorey and hanging out with Coli
Thursday: PAIGE! Also tentative hang out plans with Chuck and Julie.
Friday: Free and clear (Sarah? Talon? Mike? Drinks?)
Saturday: Benjamin and Daisher's band is playing a show!
Sunday: Brunch with Momma, hang out with Chris, for a few hours, maybe Kennywood with Michael!
PACKED!
I've been reminded time and again of the people who love me and how much I am lucky to have them in my life. My support network is unbelievable. I don't know what I'd do without my friends.

In short, I am lucky beyond words. I could not ask for better friends. I am surrounded by amazing, fun, interesting, dangerously intelligent, caring people. People who stay the night when I'm sad, and make me breakfast so I don't go to work hungry. People who have my back anytime I need it and offer face punching as readily as hugs. People who make sure to make me laugh when I'm down. People who sit over coffee and giggle and talk completely inappropriately with me. People who hold my hand without hesitation and say those words aloud, "I love you." People who write out equations on my dry erase board around my literary quotes and explain them to me as I fall asleep, turning them into a bedtime story for me. People who make sure there is never a doubt that there is love between us.

I shake off negativity, brush off sadness. But, I make sure I live through every ounce of the feeling. Not wasting a bit of it at all. I experience everything, think it through and push it out through my pores. I sweat out the depression before it has a chance to build up inside of me like clogged arteries. I refuse to accept feeling empty when I am so lucky to have the life I do.

"I am grounded, I am humbled, I am one with everything..."

Fuck yea!.