I feel pretty good. It's a little cold in the bottom half of the office. That is to say, we've got a heater but it only seems to really benefit the top-most shelves and whatever is above. We've probably got some cozy spiders, I guess.
I'm starting to feel more like an adult for a majority of my time awake. I'm not sure how to describe it except a certain "oldness" which is not yet enough to constitute Old. I think "adult" must be derived from some Sanskrit word meaning "bodily complaints", but it still beats being a kid. I like this grown-uppiness. I love being married. I want to get a tattoo of a box and then another tattoo of a check mark. Done. Got that marriage thing knocked out.
The rest of my life seems like such an abstract concept. I'm not sure I'll belive in it until it gets here.
- J
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