Fables in a Free World

For the first time in the last 30+ days I feel like I’m more my normal self.  I don’t need to talk/rationalise myself out of funks that can last for days or weeks at a time.  There’s less self hate again and I’m swinging back in to the mischievous brat that I enjoy being.  The one that loves to give people heart felt compliments and observations that make them blush and stammer.

I love myself when I’m like this and I love how happy I can make other people.  

Oh the cycle of love, affection and friendship.  Taking care of myself and then taking care of my friends and loved ones.  This is how life should be done.