Appreciation For The Good Days.

I am in one of those rare moments of stasis; a moment of stability where everything in my life is completely within my control or completely out of my control so that I feel content to just be. It cannot last, because time and variables and all that, but I am enjoying it while it's here. A very salubrious window of time, devoid of pressure (and very little pain). 

Listen to me wax-poetic, puking rainbows and woo-woo. I feel good, really good and so I must spew all my fairy dust onto you. Lucky ducks!