A good start.

Today was one of those rare, gorgeous New York City days of a clear blue sky and gentle temperatures where nobody needed to turn on the heater or the air conditioner. There's about six weeks' worth of those days scattered throughout the year, and they're always lovely. Today was also a rare day I didn't have any work, classes, appointments, or obligations, so I spent a lot of time by myself. I went to the movies, and ate lunch at a little cafe, and walked back through the park, and spent the evening writing, and it was basically the dream life. For as long as it lasted. So now I know what my ideal is, pretty much. It'll be nice to remember for later.

I thought I might take some big adventures this August, and I do plan on having real key lime pie sometime this month, but if I can get a couple more days like today, I'll be happy. The adventures can come in September. Because I'm going to Denmark in September. Denmark, and London. It's not hitting me yet and I don't know if it'll take me being on the plane to sink in, so maybe if I keep saying it then I'll accept it.

This is something I've wanted to do for years now, and it's something everyone else in my immediate family's managed to do already. I'd been feeling left out for a good long while, and now it's like I can finally join in.

Also, does anyone want to see The Great Comet in the next week or so? I'm still thinking about it.