From ear to ear...

Passengers aboard flight 062809, this is your captain speaking. Today, although nothing extraordinary went down, a transformation of sorts definitely took place, making today leaps and bounds above any that have taken place this verano. The change, to any spectators, wouldn't even register as such, but to me, it was if the stress and disappointments, tears, mistakes, fears, and uncertainties of my past twenty five years were reduced to nada, as if, in one single moment, I was finally a blank slate, free of the weight of of the collective basura that I have accumulated in my long, and somewhat arduous past. And the beautiful, almost supernatural part of it all, was the moment in which I fell under the spell of this feeling, this cleanse, I was simply driving back into town in my car, singing no particular song along with my radio, and things just turned. I suddenly felt more hope and absolute ease than I'd felt the first tiempo I drove to Bloomington when I was a bright-eyed eighteen year old heading to IU to double major in PoliSci and Philosophy, Pre-Med emphasis, when I had not yet had my corazon broken by any, when I did not yet have a sliver of ability to comprehend what kind of decisions that I was capable of making, how low I could allow myself to sink. And as I sang, increasing with each swell of my voz, I started to shed my skin. Line by line, I became almost a giddy, stupid amount of happy, cruising down the calle nearly unaware of anything going on around me, completely in the zone of recovering me. I'm not under the jaded impression that I am going to be skating along the rink of life from this point on with a shit-eating grin on my face, but I am aware of una cosa, I am fine, I am healing. And that, passengers, is everything.

Otherwise, I am officially kicking off 25 in 25 tomorrow, as I have scheduled a 6 pm date with Jerry Maguire, the sports agent from Indy, who is pretty straight forward from what I can tell as his date text was basically along the lines of "i'll be in the 'haute at 6 on Monday, you pick the place." So I've chosen a local steakhouse, and I'll definitely have my feedback up on our time together as soon as I can get a laptop around me. I've lined up a lunch date for Tuesday as well with the MDtoBe, also here in town. I don't yet have any details on this meet and greet yet, will have to work on that today.

But I'm cutting into time with one of mis amigos, so I'm going to 60-40 this for the noche.

1. Good- The Yanks beat the Mets tonite. Always a positive note. Congrats on your 500th career save Mar, I will cry when you finally retire.
2. Good- I watched the game at my manager from work's house that he and his wife and adorable daughter share, the first time I've really hung out with them outside of our workplace, and had a really terrific time.
3. Bad- I hit the botella pretty hard ayer and wasted a great deal of my dia by sleeping in until 3 or so this afternoon.
4. Good- Mi amigo J taught me the spanish word for loser "perdedor" and I can't wait to use this the next time I'm around the Jugador. Muyyyyy bueno.
5. Bad- The US dropped the fifa final against Brazil by a single goal, 3-2. I hate that I've even started caring about yet another sport in my life, I'm already totally consumed by baseball, basketball, and football.
6. Good- I'm super excited for my first date later today. And ps--I love the filet at this particular place.
7. Bad- I haven't been on an actual date since December of '05 when the Ex and I first started dating, so this is slightly nervewracking. Even for Ms. I'm not at all shy, Moi.
8. Good- Coronitas are not only tasty little cervezas, but they are also super cute. I would know, I've got one in my hand.
9. Bad- See above.
10. "Sun in the sky, you know how i feel. Breeze drifting on by, you know how i feel. And I'm feeeeeeellllliiiiiinnnngggg good."

xoxo to all, and to all a good noche.