I'm really happy with my life lately. I'm writing and having more ideas then I have had in months. If I can just commit to writing them then I have a couple really solid short stories. I'm not really enamored with the idea of writing a novel I prefer short works of fiction much more. There like looking at memories short and colorful; without having to read their whole life. This weekend is going to be fantastic and this week so far has been pretty incredible on its own. Its not that anything in particular has happened I'm just so much happier then I've been for awhile. Summer is approaching and I have so much to look forward to. I'm finally really O.K. with where I am in my life even if it's only temporary. It feels good to be able to look back on memories and just think about the good times and not the inevitable sadness that goes hand in hand. I miss my old friends for the good times that won't ever come but I'm happy with what we had and even happier with what I will have now that their out of my life. Without an end what will ever begin?