You can find yourself in the bottom of a bottle

But you can’t find your way out…

I’m happy. For… well not for the for the first time in a long time… but it’s something… maybe the first time I’ve been happy not being miserable. Driving home from the City this weekend, I realized that there’s nothing wrong with me, and there’s nothing wrong with that fact. Maybe I used to think that nobody would care about me if I weren’t on the edge of depression. But the fact of the matter is, there’s nothing wrong with me. So that’s good.

Also, trapeze class is way cool. Some photos/videos coming. Possibly within 30 months!