Life in general, at this point in time

Sometimes I just feel older than I really am. Like some burdened spirit resides in me, making me unable to enjoy the youthful exuberance that should be my right. What have the years done to me? Have I always been so...serious? I address this now because I realize I still remember how to laugh and smile. Still a strange feeling. I know I have my new friends to thank for this.

In any case...

Helga, dear little Helga. Maybe her "incident" will not bear repeating, but I am glad in my heart that nothing regretfully serious has come of it. Still, when I heard the shouting...the names, the threats, the mocking voices...nothing I have not heard before, though always maddeningly painful.

Now Bobby is a fine chap, and a fine storyteller. I should like to hear more from him over some drinks.

Lulu reminds me a little of myself. I saw her dance the other evening. Such flair and style. Hopefully she will grow to feel welcome.

Speaking of the other evening...now, that, I cannot help but smile about.

Ach, well. Life stumbles on. Helga, Bobby, and I took a walk into town today for supplies and essentials. Helga and Bobby were so eager to try on as much of the free samples of makeup as they could. I had to laugh, they were like children in a candy shop. Afterwards we went to a hardware store for lightbulbs. Needless to say, we got strange looks from other customers, but by then, I myself was a giddy mess so I could not have cared less.

Strength in laughter...yes, I believe in that.