Sometimes, things go exactly as you would expect, and that’s good.

Sometimes, things go so totally and indescribably aginst the grain. That’s often not good.

And sometimes, things just go, and it’s certainly not bad. But perhaps it’s confusing, because this is unlike anything you’ve ever experienced.

But new is good…

At the very least, I am happy the past three nights. Calm, content, no drama, so it might not be obvious on my face… but inside, very, very happy. Comfortable.

Like I said, different.

In other news, I have seen the face of Dear Abby’s evil twin — let’s call her Dread Abby — and she is my new goddess.

Just because.

And no, I’m not sharing.