Refreshed

It's the tail end of Winter. My room is cold at night, but liberally
absorbs the warmth of sunlight throughout the day.

February was generally a cruel month. March has already proven a bit
more hopeful.

Job-wise, I'm in about the same predicament that I've been in since
the Fall: a handful of part-time jobs that simply pay the bills,
affording little leftover for luxury.

Rest-wise, I am finally finding my place and purpose for now. It's
refreshing and generally uneventful. But exactly what I need.

Even if it's just a few days or weeks of smooth sailing, I'll take
it! Moments even.

With a new pair of used cowboy boots, this Saturday I'll be dancing.
More on the story behind the boots later.