Ecstatic

I feel incredibly lucky lately. There's only one reason though. Jessica and I are back to having the perfect friendship that we'd built before all the shit happened. In the last fortnight I've spent 7 nights at her house. Every tiny morsel of awkwardness has dissipated. She's no longer my ex. She's no longer the girl who's furious at me because I bailed on her. She's the best friend I've ever had again. I don't think anything could have made me happier. I spent months worrying about our friendship. First worrying that it could never be the same after trying the relationship thing, and then that she would never be able to completely forgive me. Sometimes, being wrong is the greatest thing in the world. We are proof that turning a friendship into a relationship doesn't always destroy the friendship. That said, I think we have one of the strongest bonds I have ever encountered. Most friendships wouldn't have survived what ours has. Especially taking into account our mental issues. I think if you put our issues together in one person, they'd have to be institutionalized. Anyway, basically I'm super happy.

I did run into a tree and I did get poked in the eye with a stick tonight though. That sucked.

And I am hungry. And I don't want to get out of bed because it's cold. Dilemma.