good things

many good things have happened in the past two weeks; it has been awesome. i've visited 3 different states, hung out on a college campus, met plenty of friendly people, and had some good times. is fall the new summer? really, summer was always the best in the old days; maybe it's fall that's best in some places. i don't think i have even been to a concert in this span; often that has been the source of transcendant joy, but i am going tomorrow to see a friend of a friend perform. anyway, what makes happiness? have better things been happening to me? definitely. have i responded to them in a more positive way than i might have a month or two ago? probably. would this all have broken me out of it if i'd bumped unsuspecting against the first fortuitous pleasure? maybe. did i still find myself "angry at pretty much everything" last thursday, a mood set off by a very minor incident? yes. still, things are good, and the fact is i am adjusting to my new environs - whether i really want to be here or not, it's becoming more comfortable. oh, and apologies if the prose seems odd today; i've been reading fitzgerald all weekend.