I think someone may have wished me peace over the weekend. Or maybe I wished myself peace. Maybe the gift I was given is not peace, but perspective, because after all, all this layered drama has been going on around me and for once, they’re not MINE! All I know is that as much as my head acknowledged what was going on, my emotions were steady on Friday morning. I’d sat there alone and smiled in retrothought. Again, tonight. I’m not happy about things, but if it were a month ago, I’d have been distraught and bedridden with emotional angst. Instead, I’m sitting at work (yes, at work), happily joking with Vanessa and arranging flowers and printing out stuff.

I deserve some emotional stability, man.