The Spot

Finally, I recognize myself again.
Today I passed up a social event. First time since... the incident. Anyway, I feel like my old self again. You know, sufficiently comfortable with myself that I'm willing to spend an afternoon alone with my thoughts. I mean, it was supposed to be an afternoon alone with my reading, but when has that ever happened?
Point being, I am feeling, as the french say it "bien dans ma peau". Literally translated it means "well in my skin", but you get the picture. Comfortable. Not afraid of spending time alone. Going out every night just isn't me. For a while it was good, and I'm going to try to do it more often, just not as frequently. Maybe twice a week and weekends.
I just realized, however, that warroom started at 7, not 8. I'm gonna go buy some cookies and drop in. Whoopsie.
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