I don't think I've felt this calm and in harmony for a very very long time. I'm not entirely sure why that is either.
I'm sitting here with a fresh cup of coffee, I haven't bothered getting dressed since I woke up this morning and quite frankly - why bother. I've just had some leftovers for dinner. Before me I have a few documents open. They are finished but unpolished charts with rules, game phase descriptions and maps for a table-top game I've been working on for a while. I'm looking forward to playing more Sanctum later this evening with a couple of friends, and I'm actually looking forward for work tomorrow despite the mess and uncertainty of my current job.
My apartment is a mess. A large grimy electric barbecue machine needs to be cleaned. I need to shave and cut my hair. It'll come. It'll be done.
I feel... good. My being, right now, is good. I have a cool, cute mate who's constantly surprising me even today 10 years after I first met her. I have great friends that I can trust and who stand up for me when I need them.
Maybe this is the calm before a storm. I know I have a lot of things before me and I don't know a tenth of what they are. I'm hoping for the best, hoping for sanity, order and some form of maturity to prevail. I've learned a lot from the past years and I'm at the threshold of leaving that behind for good.
But right now, I'll just take sips of my coffee and rest my feet for a while.
Oh, there they are, asking if I want to play Sanctum.