Ok, so I’m not flooded by any means, but I feel like it’s been raining FOREVER. Just when the sun pops out, teasing me with all its bright cheer, suddenly the sky clouds over again and buckets dump from the heavens.
It’s enough to drive a slightly insane person slightly more insane.
I, however sane or insane, cannot let my spirits be dampened by so much rain. I’m still reveling in the glory of what it feels like to be right, the feeling that someone tried to screw me over and failed miserably.
It feels good. Like 75 pounds of ice cream good. And it’s what’s keeping me going through all this grey wet chill.
Along with this, of course: