good.

just took a shit. my vagus nerve has been stimulated. i poured porçöz into the kettle. i was standing on the armchair, i put my heel right on the corner and slid down to the floor; that's how i knew i was in a good mood. the windows are open, the wind hadn't blown through the house in a long time. ten, fifteen years from now when i look back and remember these details of being in right now, i'll wonder exactly how being in right now felt: