master_akura

After so many bad things happen, you just start to go numb. It doesn't even phase you anymore because you've been there. Your emotions don't change and you just remain at this steady level of unhappiness. It becomes the everyday norm.

After being at this never-changing low and then something *good* finally happens, it is as if you couldn't be any happier. All the world is beautiful and you love everyone.

It is a fantastic feeling and it makes all the pain actually worth it.

Yesterday, within the span of an hour, *maybe* an hour and a half, I got not only one erally good job, but *three*. THREE. Why couldn't this have happened two months ago? No one is entirely sure.

All I know is that I will be able to work from home the majority of the time and that I will be able to save up money, pay off my medical bills, and go back to school. Plus I will be able to do all three jobs from Milwaukee.

There isn't a word to describe how overly happy I am. I could run through the streets of Atlanta singing right now.

In other news, Techno (my devilish ninja sidekick that has been reincarnated as a mischevious male kitten) has taken it upon himself to wake me up at the most random times in the most painful of ways.

Yesterday he bit my nose so hard that it actually bled. This morning at 5 am he decided I needed to be awake so he stretched out his furry little paws (claws splayed) right into my chest. It might be helpful to note that last night I decided to sleep topless.

I have 10 little puncture marks on my left boob now. Ouch.



-Ashley