24 07 15	4:27AM

Things are finally coming back around on the endless, cyclical wheel of moods. A reliable sign is
breaking out into a spontaneous and likely embarrassing dance when It's Raining Men suddenly
starts playing on the ol' Icecast stream. It has happened before, it happened today, and I'm
sure it will continue to happen every time like some sort of seasonal sign of the approaching 
emotional Spring.

What's nice is how this somehow happens to allign with at least half the people I know saying
something to me on the same day, which is rare even when you know less than a dozen people.
It happens with such regularity that you'd assume it's the cause of the transition between being
actively and passively depressed, but it never matches up quite that perfectly.

What's even better, though, is how just as I'm typing this positive outlook filled entry, a
massive thunderstorm started directly above the apartment, loud enough to sound like fuckin'
artillery. Love that. Wouldn't have it any other way. ;)