While walking home from the Lindy Hop session tonight, I realized that I’m happy. Not just like you are if you’ve eaten a bit of chocolate or anything like that. Really happy. My life is getting back on track, and this time I’m at least on the train. Dancing is so much fun that I’m not able to describe it. Also, on the way back home, it was snowing a lot. I love snow, and it has been snowing for a week.
Happy, happy, happy.