but just on the inside though.
i have something to declare [not "say", i don't mean "say", because i don't want to just "say" this, i mean i really want to "DECLARE" this]:
God is Good.
this is a beautiful, magical week, and all the little things are going right. the big things seem to be following right along with them. all of the things in a nice little line, going right.
one of the big things is that i think my new medication might be working; [i'm trying really hard not to get my hopes up but] i have not felt so much like myself in 8 months.
all day i've been thinking about how it's like i left the house i grew up in on the first of april, and moved into an apartment down the street, one with no electricity and no windows, and this week for the first time since, i'm back in my home -- sleeping in my bed, eating meals in the living room and visiting with friends late into the night on the kitchen floor. i don't know how long it will last, or if i'll be "home" forever, but i'm loving it right now. i'm loving it like i love opening a brand new tube of toothpaste and using it before anyone.
i should also say this: God is still Good when things are not beautiful and magical. it's true.
and maybe i need to say it more often.
i also have a riddle for you to solve:
my left foot is right and my right foot is not.