For the first time since way before I had to come here, I am happy. Truly happy with no reservations. And so excited.
A couple of days ago, I found out that my friend Roland is coming here for a couple of days. He is my best friend from high school, and still considered by me to be one of my best friends on the planet. We haven't seen each other in RL (real life, as in outside of the online world) for five years. He is in the military, and lives overseas.
He had to come back to Oregon to the little hometown for a family emergency, which makes me feel kind of guilty for being excited about his arrival, but I have to take what opportunity I'm given.
He arrives tomorrow, and flies out for home on Friday. So it's not a long time, but again, I'll take whatever I can get. I've missed him so much.
In a related story, people here at what is not so affectionately known to me as Sunny Pastures (a nod to The Golden Girls) have told me since I found out my good news that I have been a little too loud and boisterous in my happiness. I don't understand it. I've been way down for so long that some claimed they were really worried for me. Then I became truly outwardly happy, and it's too much. Oh well. In the immortal phrase of young people everywhere, whatEVER! :-).
Pride was not that much to write about. I got sunburned, and I only saw about four people I knew. And people here didn't charge my chair Friday night, so Saturday in the beginning of the Dyke March, my battery died and I had to be pushed home. I was pissed. That's my favorite part of the whole thing, and it only comes around once a year.
That's all I have for now. Be well.