I walked home, drunk and happy, took Mom's dog out, and am writing one last thing before I go sink into my wonderful bed and drift off to sleep, to hopefully have dreams of art heists with friends.
The cookout tonight was lovely. I can't describe how marvelous it is and how overwhelmed with joy I am to be alive now, with my nearest and dearest so close to me. I've never been this happy before. I am so grateful from the bottom of my heart for my beautiful friends.
I love all of you. In a totally gay way.
Peace out. To bedskies.
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