Sometimes things are really simple. Turns out, what I need to be happy is a clean house, a fridge full of yummy leftovers, and an interesting event to go to on a Sunday afternoon. Today felt like a nice spring day, and I felt relatively carefree for a change. It was one of the moments when I enjoyed my little place in Houston and felt at home there. Perhaps things are getting better. Perhaps I’m slowly adjusting to all the changes I’ve been making in my life. Maybe I need to be patient with the process.
