Smells like success.

I met someone. He's smart, a go getter. He's got his own company, and home, and cars. He's ambitious. And kind. He makes me laugh. He's attractive. Seems too good to be true, honestly. I'm wondering where it's going to go. I hope it works out, I really do. Because I like him. Only problem is he lives in Florida. Which is a nice little ways away. Maybe if all goes well, I'll be living in Florida some day. Fingers crossed, ladies and gents. Today I just ran some errands with a friend. I came home, cleaned up a bit, now im resting before I tackle my bedroom. I love my little home. It's not much, but it's mine. I love coming home, taking care of Frank, showering, laying on my new/used couch and watching tv with my cats. This place is MINE. And noone can take it away from me. I got it all on my own. And that's powerful. It's something I'm proud of. Most people would look at this place and laugh. But to me, it's everything. And I'm hoping I can maybe share that now.