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Today has been better, bordering on good. Waking up not alone makes a huge difference to the start of my day, but was only the first sign. Stepping outside, there was something in the air that took me hours to identify, but carried underneath the warmth and light and life, beneath the smell of cool and hint of crip creeping along the bottom was a sense of... change. The clouds were high, flat, and gently bumpy, haning out in sections of hyperblue, accenting but never eclipsing the sun, whose warmth was contrasted by the hint of cool. Maybe there's a limit to how long I can stay in one mood, even if it's a response to external stimuli, but it seems like something more. My sweetie being home rights me in ways I didn't know I was wronged; maybe I'm at a place where that can mean near what it should, finally. Even the banality of my workplace was diminished (though this being Friday certainly played a part); my fuse lengthening probably helped with that, and vice versa. Finally talking to someone I've been wanting to talk to, but a little too gutless to actually approach, was the cherry on top (if I like maraschino cherries). Easier is more betterer, definitely.