So…last night was so much more than I could have anticipated. I don’t know what I’d expected, really. Maybe nothing, which would be how I was caught so off-guard, perhaps. Regardless, it was different. Different from my life for a long, long time. I’m confused now, but in mostly a good way. And for the first time in ages, I’m excited to see what happens next, if anything. I’m excited to feel like I want there to be a next.
Then, after too little sleep, I got up too early and headed to the zoo to spend some time with my bear. I love that guy so much. And I love the friends who were with me all day, even though none of us planned to spend the whole day there. It’s so weird…I just can’t get enough of him, or of the whole thing. I couldn’t pull myself away.
And I saw baby Rey the zebra for the first time, and fell in love with her cute self, so I picked up a wee zebra stuffie to commemorate the occasion. Her name is also Rey, because why pretend she’s anyone else?
I got the news that Ron Glass has passed away once I got home. I guess it’s about balance. I had a good night and day, and had to have that balanced out by having my Browncoat heart broken at the same time.
Suffice it to say that, for me, it’s been an interesting 24 hours.
Volunteer time tomorrow.