Back in Business

Have you ever had an extra sugar, extra cream mochafrappalatte thing, and as you're sipping the dreadfully scrumptious drink, you can just feel all of that caffeine and sugary goodness seeping through your bloodstream, waking up every inch of you as it slowly flows through your body until you reach a hyperactive stage that seems to resemble a rabid panda? I didn't think so. It's an amazing feeling. But personally, I like the non-caffeinated version of these power surges, like when you are reunited with old friends, go out with a new pair of shoes on, or get a bone-chilling EmanRush. They're the little things that rejuvenate you and bring out that delicious fuzzy feeling that was hiding deep inside your chicken soul. It's like true love. Everybody has something different that makes them so happy that it plasters a permanent goofy smile on their face. I'm going through this stage right now. I got in touch with some of my beloved friends, I've been inspired to go back to the artisitc ways, I now have 2 pet hamsters, and I'm attending an Arabic class in a few weeks. It's absolutely thrilling. I feel like a new person. I think I might be able to get some stuff done now. That's simply miraculous.