On this, the longest day of the year, I’m feeling a little hopeful. I’ve spent the last few months trying to reprogram myself taking little minute baby steps to trying to feel something close to a human. I’m hoping for more changes to come, and I’m excited to see what happens. Ok, not “excited” excited per se. I’m not jumping around in anticipation or anything. Excited in my normal heroin-tinged jaded blasĂ© way. (Say that five times fast.)

Maybe the elevation in mood could be we had two consecutive sunny days for the first time in seemingly forever (it has to be at least a month.) It’s amazing what a little cancerous ultraviolet rays laced with Vitamin D can do to ones neurochemistry.