breathe out

I am going to fall asleep presently with the sound of the first springish rain filling my ears. It's been a good day--I was well today, and I was early to work and wore purple and spoke honestly. Saw Avatar with my fam and my man and bit my lip whenever he flexed his arm. Ate Mexican food and listened to my dad fart. Spent an hour or so drying the puddles off my pant cuffs and warming the chill off of my arms against a benevolent chest before exploding in a ball of dramatic sighs and desperation and dragging my feet all the way home. I feel much better than my tousled hair and jutting lower lip would indicate, and so I should.