wee!

I'm happy.

Okay, well not entirely "happy" happy, but I guess that's probably the best way to put it.

Let me rephrase that.

I'm fine.

I never thought I'd be able to gather up all the courage to talk about something that I've been keeping to myself for a while. I mean, the last three weeks have been awfully strange for me. I've already reached the point when I don't seem to understand myself anymore. It's like I don't know why things just don't seem to fall into place lately. I am so lost.

But, really. I think I'm okay now. Maybe all I really needed was to just talk to someone -- or maybe to anyone for that matter -- just so I could understand myself better.