Title: It's Okay (Am I Allowed?)
Author: Qandi
Posted: 11-07-2004
Email: OneBlueTulip@aol.com
Rating: PG
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Disclaimer: The characters in the Angelverse were created by Joss Whedon & David Greenwalt. No infringement is intended, no profit is made.
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Thanks/Dedication: To my BIG ego day (congrats from my poetry, what can I say, I'm happy) Now known as Egotistical Qandi Day November 6/7...yay.Well, my day has been of the good. My back hurt, and my shoulders were tense beyond the legal limit, but I made it.
I'm sitting in my bedroom, in my wonderful apartment, roommate and all, just...being happy. I don't get many chances to do that, be happy, as much as I hate to admit it.
I'm always the....well, I would say optimist, but complaining is too much fun to quit, so that won't happen.
But, as I was saying, I'm having an okay day. And night.
I woke up on time, and went to bed my every-day (*coughchangesoftencough*) bedtime the night before, dressed in a cute outfit, blood red top (shut up, it blends well. the dry cleaning lady doesn't stare at me so much...now that's what I call demon-potential) and some nice blue jeans. Nothing crazy. Nothing Buffyish. And now I'm sitting here, and the stars are out, and Dennis is watching Letterman. My day has been okay.
But, really? Am I allowed to be this happy? This...safe?
When there are people out there who have nothing at all...who won't get the chances that I have...and won't get the love that I have.
My family. My friends. My ghost. My home..s. My job. My...life. Some people aren't as--lucky wouldn't be right--perfectly content as I am. I'm happy. My life is good.
And no matter how much I complain.
No matter how much I gripe, and bitch, and cry.
I wouldn't change anything at all......ever. Sometimes ventings good, though.
But not this moment.
Tomorrow might be harder.
But it's okay.
Because I'll always remember this one.
And that's all that matters right this instant, isn't it?
I'm allowed.
Ends.