On my way home, sitting in traffic, windows down, the world around me blue and green with tiny white puffy clouds, gentle breeze blowing over my face, just the right temperature (65 degrees) outside, New Order blaring over my stereo, and I think to myself \”I just want to feel this way for ever, this happy, this full of love and joy and life\” and then I get home to Mark calling me and letting know that Eran\’s been reinstated, and I think life is pretty fucking perfect right about now. I fought ten years to experience this past year, and god damn, it is worth it.
