Location: My kitchen.
Weather: 64 degrees and cloudy.
Activity: Watching TV, surfing the 'net, grinning stupidly.
Apparel: Black "Reno" T-shirt, blue jeans.
State of mind: Absurdly happy, anxious.
Mood: Soaring.
Thoughts: I got a very long E-mail from "Beau" this evening...all good news.
It scares the shit out of me that a few hundred words on a computer screen (if they're the right words, and from the right person) can affect me so strongly.
Of course, it could just be that I'm light-headed from dancing all around the room. Hard to say, really.
