Last week, my hair dryer caught on fire. And my most consistent state of being felt like a tangle of stress and insecurity.
But on Friday, I sat in a dark trendy restaurant with the beautiful (inside and out--I had to say it) Kate. We both had the filet and we talked about spring resolutions, personal style, food families, life after college, and genuineness that feels rarer and rarer. Earlier that night, when I met up with Kate in a little vintage store downtown, I was so glad to be unsurprised. She was kind, inquisitive, and real, like I hoped (and knew) she would be. She felt just like a new old friend, if that makes sense. These kind of people are still around, can you believe it? Kate, come to Salt Lake City a little bit more.
I did other things too, a birthday dinner for my best friend on Thursday and shopping on Saturday with my sister. It amazes me how small life things can fill me right up. Sometimes I think that I'll finally be happy when life upheaves dramatically. But really, I'm fine right here.
There is happiness here.