Be Cool, Bret.

I find myself categorizing my Tumblr.. I have a food blog, a colorful blog, a personal blog, a blog dedicated to the Commander. I'm thinking I now need a soft, pastel blog. That softness makes me happy.

But right now I'm full from Chik-Fil-A (the first time we've had it for dinner! Probably a bad thing), and have a cup of too-sweet lemonade in one hand, and iced coffee in the other. I'm set to write all night, and volunteering at the luncheon in the morning..it's going to be a good weekend.

We went for a college consultation with my evaluator today, and I have peace within me now. It feels great. Whatever happens, wherever my life takes me, I'll relish it. That is all.

In the meantime, this swing jazz and this cool, sunshiny weather is putting cloud-like emotions into appendages. Even as I wash dishes, I float.