You have an emotional need to look at what's going on inside yourself and in the world around you -- at all the craziness -- and say, "I'm going to be happy anyway. I've made a conscious decision. We either cry or we dance. I've decided to dance."
He arrived this Thursday and is home until we attack Iran. Ok, just kidding.
I hope.
Also, congradulations are in order for him and my friend and roomate Amy, because he proposed to her when he got off the bus, and of course, she said yes.
