...HAPPY...

...I can't stop grinning, I feel like I'm floating. Like... like... gods.

I feel happy.

And it's not 'cause of anything BDSM, not due to drugs, or orgasm, or anything so simple or so complicated... just one thing.

One person.

Yeah.

I'm sorry this entry doesn't get more of an explanation - a few of you will get told more, ones who already know what's going on. But... gods... relief and rejoicing and pleasure and amusement and eagerness expectation hunger desire excitement...

...yeah. Happy. *smiles*

Yay!

*chuckles, curling up in a little ball of fur and claws and sparkling bright eyes*

A yummy little asian morsel to torture... something to make sure I still have a roof over my head... a tease, a joke, amusement, amazement... a voice I haven't heard in FAR too long... and now I'm grinning, breathless, relief...

...I hadn't been aware I had been THIS worried. It's like suddenly turning on the lights when you hadn't realized it had been getting dark... rush, spark, suddenly everything is wonderful.

Alive.

That... yeah.

And someone in particular is going to read this entry eventually, and laugh, and tell me I'm silly and say "I told you so" and be mildly amused... and in a day or so I promise I'll be back to something resembling normal, really I will...

...but...

...right now...

...GODS, I'm happy!