I got up on time.
I cleaned out my car.
Got it detailed.
Spent 4 hours in a bookstore. I swear bookstores are surreal places that breach the boundary of time and space.
Finished the first book in a series I've been trying to read since high school.
Cleaned my kitchen and did all my dishes.
Now, I'm making myself a fantastic dinner and I even cracked open a bottle of wine to celebrate.
(Just one glass, I am on anti-depressants and drinking a lot would be bad).
Today was a good day. I'm happy to have lived it.