Peace.

A strange feeling after a rather mixed up day. I couldn't take my quiz as scheduled, didn't get my negotiations work done, didn't make out my receipts, rushed to dinner where I wasn't at my most charming.

But there was no harm done through any of these omissions. At the end of the day, I feel peaceful. All of it will be done tomorrow and what I am today will be the same tomorrow. I am allowing myself to slowly feel happy, not in the rushed rapid way I sometimes do, but more like a slow creep of colour.

I want to look back at me through my different stages. What did I want? Would I have been happy with what I am? I think so today and thats why I am peaceful.