I’m trying to figure out whether it’s harder to write when one angsty or when one is happy.

Right now I’m doing okay. I mean, how not when I have a huge glass of milk, I just got done watching my favorite tv show, and I’ve just finished a piping hot Cup O Soup? Seriously. It’s the small things, really.

I went to Costco today. I now have loads and loads of food for the next month. I suspect I may have exceeded my food budget for the month, but oh well. What’s a budget compared to Marie Callender’s chicken pot pies and corn dogs? Small things.

I guess life is pretty good after all when an evening with a good book, a Cup O Soup, and the Office can make you happy. Wouldn’t you say?

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