I get the urge to wax introspective about how far I've come, blah blah blah. I give a lot of thought to my state of being, and how I got here, and where I want to go. And I've found myself in a place that I'd like to stay for a long time. I'm almost afraid of the idea that things might change years down the road, which would disrupt my comfortable life.
The important thing is that I'm happy. I've got a lot of people in my life who I care about, and they all seem to care about me. My job challenges me and makes me proud. I live in a nicer home than I could probably afford under normal circumstances. Well, I could afford it, I just wouldn't be able to fill it with such cool stuff.
And isn't that what life is all about? Amassing cool stuff? I'm doing pretty well in that department.
Wish me a happy anniversary.