The only sex I ever had was in a pan

...and you know I'm proud of that!

I went to the Fringe today. Or... yesterday, as it were. 'Twas a lot of fun. I bought another spray paint painting from that street painter that was at Dalmeny Days last year. It's pretty, it has the Northern Lights on it, which is why I bought it. I am in love with the Aurora Borealis.
Something I realized today was that I can't keep wishing to go back to Philly. That'll come in its time. I have to live in the here and now, instead of in my memories, rich as they may be. I am looking forward to camp on Sunday though. Which is good, because I would have to beat myself up if I wasn't.
The other thing I realized was that I am usually happiest where I meet God. Philadelphia, Redberry, etc. But I need to learn to meet God here at home, to be happy here at home, before I can run off to other places and be happy there. I'm working on it. Happiness is a choice, not so much an effect. So I choose to let God work in me. I choose to be happy.