It’s OK…

…being here feels good and peaceful. For the first time in two decades I am sleeping before 2 am and getting up at 8 am. The rules and the order of the place I have moved to, while far different from the world-at-large, are somehow comforting…as if they should have been that way all my life. I might not always like everything but then none of us ever do. *smiles*

It’s OK…

…to spend most of the day away from the box talking to real people about things or feeding city ducks.

It’s gonna work out…

Yeah…

It’s gonna work out.