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I'm having a beautiful day. A day-of-days. A day-in-which-too-many-good-things-have-happened day.

I guess I like it. I could get accustomed. I could get comfortable.

Today felt like home. I mean, it had that rare feeling of feeling home. I never had that at home. When I moved into the apartment I currently live in, well, I wasn't emotionally in one piece. Very tattered, kind of lost. But the next morning I stepped outside my front door and people were across the street walking, on their way. Cars were whizzing past and back and forth and here and there and lights were changing, "open" signs turned back from being off and a plane roared over my head.

And I felt a feeling like home.

Today I feel that.

I can't complain.