Today, I

woke up after 8 a.m.

got some good (wonderful, merciful, life-affirming) news

did not wear pajamas past noon

did not accidentally kill my puppy

wore tights that are warmer than pants and boots that are hotter than Uggs

tried cask beer

saw what all the fuss was about at The Dandelion

spotted Stephen Starr for the second time in five days

organically birthed a new inside joke

read all the pages I skipped in The Corrections

stopped wanting to be Jonathan Franzen

stopped wanting to be anyone/everyone but me

suspect I won’t have any trouble falling asleep

 

Today was a good day.

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