Bubble

Things are good today. My mood has decidedly improved, things are on a level that I would wish them to be. Company is sort out and allowed, talk is general and specific, relationships are quite positive all around. This is what I would have. I am pleased that contact is still acceptable even though the need is no longer there.

I hope that this is what I can expect. I pray that the bubble does not burst. I also know the fragility of both hope and bubbles. But it is not up to me as to whether the bubble turns into something more permanent. Still, I will enjoy the refraction while it lasts.