Simple things

After all of my confused ramblings and eloquent descriptions of internal torment, I ended the night with a small glimmer of happiness: simply by removing my make-up and seeing how different my hair and other aspects of my face look from the old me, was enough to make me feel a tiny bit happier. Also knowing that a dear (and practically long-lost) friend of mine is reading what I write is also another positive point that can't help but improve my mood. In fact, now I come to think about it I've almost taken my friends for granted, they really have been amazingly fab!