Sometimes I feel like the White Rabbit. I'm late, I'm late, I'm late for a very important date!

On the other hand, I'm happy where I am and with what I'm doing. Oh my gosh you guys, this was the best decision I ever made.

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I'm getting stronger every day, pushing myself to move through the pain. I'm dropping weight, getting fit (okay... fitter) and finding in myself the motivation to move and walk and run when I'm feeling up to it. Do you know how long it's been since I felt good enough to run???

That doesn't mean the fibro has gone away. I'm still constantly in pain, but it's a lot more days hovering around a 2 or a 3 on a pain 10-scale than days hovering around a 6 or a 7, so that's good.

I have a job, and I have a place to live, and I'm eating regularly...and I'm finding the time to write, although normally it's scribbling in a notebook on a bus somewhere.

And the girlfriend, oh the girlfriend. I didn't know it was possible to be so completely myself with another person. No matter what happens, no matter how either of us are feeling, no matter what's going on in the world around us, the one thing we both know we can count on is that the other will be there, and loves us for us. She's funny, and loud, and goofy and freaking gorgeous! And sweet and caring and supportive and good at pushing me and knowing when not to push. She's exactly what I want, and she says the same about me-- even when I'm being...me. With all my little quirks and oddities and stuff.

Okay guys-- I even make myself gag a little when I talk about her. But it's cute, non? She's absolutely perfect for me. And for the first time in my life, I'm pretty sure I'm absolutely perfect for her too.

I didn't know it could be like this, and I could be so happy with another person.

Because I know you'll all ask, I preempted you and asked her permission... here she is, my beautiful babygirl.

And LOOK AT HER EYES OMG OMG OMG OMG OMG

Yeah... she's a beautiful girl inside and out and I'm a lucky, lucky person to get to have her on my arm.

Can you believe SHE loves ME??

(ps @angelofcaffeine and @righteousbruin... there, I updated again )

Well,

So today I got a house key.

As in, a key to a house.

As in, a key to a house that I will have access to starting Sunday.

As in, a place to live.

That I will pay rent to live there.

It's a sublet, so it's temporary, but it's a start.

And...

Can we just celebrate for a minute?

K thanks.

Everyone thought her a monster,
I thought her

Misunderstood, maybe.

Not a villain,

Just a lonely lady waiting to be loved,

With eyes that would make a man hard,

If ever they dared get past

Her defenses.

They said her hair was snakes,
I thought it coiled,

Perfectly in order to be

Wrapped around my arms as I

Held her in the night

And listened to her strange, enchanting lullaby.

They said she lured them in,
I thought they

Needed an excuse to tell their wives,

These men who pretended to be of honor

And instead besmirched the woman

Turned her into a monster,
Left her cold as stone.