Things I already knew I'd need to be happy:
- laughter
- Internet
- children (though not necessarily my own)
- a pet
- champagne
Things that, this weekend I learned, I will need to be happy:
- high culture events (Met Opera for one)
- a new pair of black stilletos
- duck confit with sweet potato hash
While a great revelation has yet to come, I am slowly piecing together what I hope will turn into some sort of success. I well up even at the mention of the future, however inappropriate it may be, and any specific gestures towards the recent events really pushes me over. The glimmer of hope I'm hanging on to for dear life (and fear I may strangle with my death grip) is I will be published as of Feb. 15th. And that will be nice. Something to show I can do, I do have worth, and all the trekking and mucking around I've done until now has paid off, albeit, in a totally unexpected way. I look forward to my next accidental boost of proof that the world does make sense, and I will come out on the other side.
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