if i can't be happy, i can at least be grateful...

for:

the colder weather
good friends
a paycheck

text messages that read: "just wanted someone to talk to and you came to mind"

the internet
legs that can run
and good hair

men who honor their priesthood
a friend who will sing a primary song to my message machine

G_A's
the prospect of going home. like, home, home.
public transportation

dogs

slurpees

sleep.

that's good, and i feel a bit better.