Today was looking at pretty people walking by, and this time feeling vaguely like I’m one of them. I really am happier now. I think that I doubt myself, wondering if I delude myself, but I really am happier than I ever have been now. The valleys aren’t so black, and the peaks are more frequent. I’ve had happier moments, but not so consistently.

I stopped at every jewelry booth at the fair, looking, admiring. So much diversity this year. A few of the vendors asked about upna, and a bunch of people from town. I think that one never really loses the connection to the people here. Not really.

It surprised so many that we’d broken up. I guess we looked stable. In a lot of ways, we were. I think our friendship still is.