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tonight I sleep in my own bed for the first time in a month and a half. It's almost like I have a home again. It must be in here somewhere among all the cardboard boxes.

moment of joy

I had thought that made me momentarily giddy with glee, I think because it symbolizes good changes I've made lately: Tomorrow night I'll be going to the usual tuesday night hangout at diesel and then I'll walk home afterwards.