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April 28, 2017
My new apartment has a small porch, and for the first time ever I am sitting out on it with a glass of wine, enjoying the evening breeze and the darkening sky and the songs of birds getting ready to go to sleep.

This, sitting outdoors, reading and writing with a drink, has been a fantasy of mine for something like ten years, and it is exactly as delicious as I always imagined it would be.

Experiencing pleasure where I was expecting a let-down is a pleasant surprise, sure, but I can also come out here whenever I want.