Today’s Thanksgiving. And I’m just. I’m sitting in my room, with a grilled cheese sandwich and bowl of tomato bisque listening to show tunes and rain patter outside. We’re having the first big storm since Spring right now. And it’s kind of really lovely. Albeit, cold. And I don’t handle cold all that well.
I’ve spent the morning alternating between chores and finishing up a character for the next campaign I’m going to be in. And thinking about the things in my life I’m grateful for. This year has been a weird one, with good and bad and really the usual stuff you expect in a year. I briefly held a new position for work. I was able to go back to where I was in much better circumstances. I finally figured out what field I genuinely want to work in.
I’m thankful for a lot of things this year.
I’m grateful for all three of my partners. For my friends. For my best friends. For the fact that I have a roof over my head and food in my belly when I can do the food thing. I’m thankful for just how loved I am, and how much the people in my life remind me of that fact every single day.
I’m looking forward to figuring out what goals and things I want to accomplish next year. And what I’ve managed to do this year.
It’s gonna be a nice night with my friends at a fancy restaurant. With just. Love.
Nothing but love.
Shpunkey 