Sufficiency
I'm feeling out of sorts. Business meetings that inspire a mix of jealousy and frustration, long days of inclement weather and isolation, periods of incommunication from something that may not actually be my fault (although I doubt it), pangs of a love that is deepest yet both lost and probably fictional, and my metabolism being in high gear again. It's a sufficient list.
Stuff is still awesome though. Love, beauty, affection, validation, stability, physicality, and comfort. It's a sufficient list.
Default state wins out though, at least it's only temporary.
Written On: Parents' Computer
Currently Listening: The Knife - We Share Our Mother's Health (song d/l)