I check the stupid google analytics thing or I read the comments that people leave and I feel, well, loved.
Is that dumb?
There are these people I have never met, who I probably wouldn't recognize in line at the grocery store, who are encouraging my dreams and reminding me to believe in myself.
It is pretty freaking ridiculous if you think about it.
I am blessed. It is snowing. And my world, with all its flaws and imperfections is beautiful.
Let us all be this lucky.