Hello operator, can you give me number nine?

Whenever I come home on Thursday nights, I just feel:

tranquil/peaceful/alive/hopeful/lustrous

There are a lot of people I don't know, who don't give off a friendly vibe, who I know judge me just by the way they look at me.

Mostly though, there are people who are interested, engaging, concerned, and loving.

And I just thank my lucky stars for those kinds riiiiiight there.

Actually, I thank the ones that don't welcome me in right away as well cause they teach me so much.

I'm excited for this weekend.

Tomorrow night, I hope to see Diana although she is hard to reach these days.

I will also be dressing some Jesus Burgers and that is lovely.

On Saturday, 

I plan on catching up on homework, laundering, and catching up on more work.

Maybe have a glass of wine and a movie for dessert (because I can). 

Sometimes I get this overwhelming wave of love that makes me want to hug everybody.

That's weird, I know.

I sound like some kind of hippy.

I'm just an affectionate kind of person, I guess.

These days, my affection just kind of overflows and I don't feel a need to hold it back.