Life is going good. It is one of the few times in the past years I have even thought that. I am really glad that life is moving on, that I am so content. I look at some of the things I have written in the past and wonder, "What was I thinking?" Other times I am so nostalgic.
An interesting thing I have seen in my past, a longing. A strange sort of longing. Not that I wish for love, or even someone to comfort me. But I long to be happy. Perhaps I am longing for bliss? More likely I am longing for joy, true, full, joy. How can I have joy on this earth? Is it possible? What are your thoughts?
In other news, I have a job. Yeah, I got a job at Forest Home and worked my first day Friday. I am a Utility worker, meaning I was dishes, and sometimes I help up in the kitchen. But I am getting $9 an hour, and my job is really nice.
Yay life.
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