After rock bottom

I am happy that I am lucky enough to have a life that consists of brunches with lady friends from high school, parties and walks with friends in places as beautiful as Santa Cruz, dancing in San Francisco, boozin' at movies, reading, watching hours and hours of Netflix, and recommending YA and kids' books to parents.

There's a lot of other stuff, some good, a lot bad, but having now had what essentially amounts to a nervous breakdown, I think I better appreciate the things that ARE good. Mostly.