norah jones softly playing in the living room. spaghetti sauce simmering on the stove. french bread, salad, noodles. table set for 4.

this is the scene in my house right now. je suis contente.

still waiting in terms of jobs and such. but you know, it's okay.

funny how emotions just wrestle with us eh? or rather we wrestle with them. either way. it's so easy to get caught up in a particular mindset. to get all in a dither about something, but then when you really sit back and ponder it, realize its not such a big deal after all. to worry about how things are going to turn out. to fret cause you think something is a lost cause. but then slowly and surely, like a warm blanket, reassurance comes.

if i find my way

throught the darkest of days

will i laugh about the things that kept me awake?

but if my greatest fear

paints itself so crystal clear

will i run away, or will i hide

and if I dont come home tonight

just know i tried my best to fight

please dont think i planned to lose to the night

and crystal moon so dull and bright

my heavy soul cant stand the light

it burns me straight to the bones, my bones...

- rocky votolato, 'wrong side of Reno'