Maybe She's Born With It, Maybe it's Fingerhut

Y’know, these past few weeks have been tough w/out my ex, and although I’ve started to spend 96% of my time away from work in solitude, I have found myself laughing more than I have in months, maybe even years. Sure, there are times when I think “wait’ll I tell Shawn about this” and then it dawns on me that it’s no longer an option, but I’m mostly just enjoying the time rediscovering myself. Things that make me laugh or cry. Now that my emotional well being is not centered around this “rogue pilot”, I’ve just got a better sense of self and what I need. That and I’ve been doing catalog shopping, and if THAT doesn't soothe a body's soul, I don't know what will.