tell me, when you're blessed with a good day what do you do? do you revel in how wonderful it was and wait for the bad times to come or will you try your best to allow that good day to carry onto the next day, and then the next until it becomes a good week, a good month, a good year, a good life?
honestly, my optimism is returning. my hope in humanity is coming home. and more importantly, i am finding a place inside of myself that i can call home for once.
i think that maybe this doesn't have to just be a good day, but it can be a good life as well.
learned the whole greek alphabet tonight, onto numbers in the morning. i will be fluent in greek by april :)