But you know what? It's okay. A lot of my friends are happy with someone right now, and that's fantastic. This particular night might not be - as one would certainly prefer - a night of lovemaking with all the vigor and urgency of say... fleeing a bear. And sure, today was not the greatest day to find out about the ex and her new guy, who seems like a tool and nowhere near as charming as me. But barring that, life is still pretty damn good.
The neighbors have a fire going, and the smell of the smoke is very homey and pleasant. The sky is incredibly clear, and the surf so high I can hear it crashing from here. Rehearsal was a lot of fun, and I even have a speaking (and named!) role now. Work continues to be great. My sisters are healthy.
I'll take it, for sure - and I'm especially glad for all of you that *aren't* reading this because you're out gettin' a little somethin' somethin'. Knock a slice off for me, compadres!
