27 years ago today, a woman who earlier this year accused me of ruining her relationship with her family and nearly destroying her marriage forcibly evicted me from her body. I've learned a lot in this past year; good lessons all around, even if some of them came at a heavy cost. Things are really starting to look up.
ETA: Apparantly I shouldn't post after midnight, when introspection is perceived as depression. Not sad! Quite happy!