Lately

. . . things have been good WHERE IT COUNTS [in my mind, not my pants (not that it's bad down there. I rather like it.)]. Really. I mean, not good-good, but acceptable-good. Like, I have had no strong urges to die in what seems like a pleasantly long time. Am I always happy? Nope -- but I feel like things are totally acceptable and I will totally make it.

Here's hoping that that keeps up.