It is nice and comfy in my big bed right now. I was watching Adventure Time and eating my favorite candies while drinking my favorite sweet tea. I figured I wasn’t quite yet going to fall asleep, so why not type a little? I took a shower, put on my PJs, and climbed into bed, and it feels nice. No one can bother me, and I can just relax. These are the good times of living outside of the program I lived in for over a year — the comfortable times. Nice and quiet, not like Lower Manhattan with sirens going off all the time, and the other residents in the program listening to terrible music in the bathroom down the hall… just quiet.
Gotta acknowledge the nice times
