Today, I am happy again. It seems like I am happy a lot lately, which is a new thing for me. I don't remember being happy for several days in succession very often. Life isn't perfect but still, I was happy today. I was happy yesterday. I was happy Friday and Saturday too. I hope this keeps up!

I like my workshopping class.
I like my friends.
I like the play I'm writing. It's exactly the sort of thing I want to be writing. Not to say that it's perfect - it's not. It still has a long way to go. But all the feedback I've gotten shows me that it is at least the sort of thing I want to be working on. It is the kind of story that I want to be telling.

I like that I'm going to Bootcamp tonight, I like that it's harder than last year. I like the Cardio Combat class I'm doing on Thursdays. I like my new gym. I like Llewelyn.

I like most of my classes. I like guitar. I like my body.

Life is good.

Today I am deeply, almost unbearably happy.

So it goes:

- Yesterday, I had lunch with Mikiko, spent time with her and her roommates.
- Went for dinner with Steph Shannon
- Steph S. and I then went over to Sean & Monty's (Seanty's) to hang out with them, Owen and Simon.
- We played tag outside under the full moon
- Then grounder's tag on the playground
- Went inside, sleepy and happy in the wee hours of the morning.
- I slept over at their place (this time it was Monty's turn to be the gallant one, who traded his bed for the couch on my behalf).
- Sean, Monty and I made pancakes this morning, but they didn't turn out well.
- Went up Mt. Doug, played on the rocks, in the forest for a while. We saw a view of the city, climbed trees, lay on our backs under warm sun.
- Stopped at a road-side organic food booth (honour system), bought tomatoes (sweet, juicy, tiny and perfect), and apples (crisp, sweet, juicy)
- Gathered groceries to make dinner.
- Sean made soup, I made Salmon from memory. It was perfect. Sean's words when he tried his first bite "Are you serious? Are you Serious!?" He and Monty agreed not to eat any fish that wasn't Christina's Salmon. I died happy (I got to eat amazing fish. I made amazing fish. I shared amazing fish.)
- We ate contentedly
- We napped.

I cannot contain the deepest sense of pleasure at having had such a healthy, clean, easy-going day. I cannot contain my happiness of having made something people enjoyed so much. I'm glowing.

LOVE!

Life is good.