The days escape me

Either I have this great epiphany I just know I'm going to write a ton about (and get intimidated by the ton), or I have my usual routine of a day and have nothing to say. Regardless, I haven't been writing. A lot of great, normal things are happening on a daily basis. I love stability. It's so nice to be settled. Even when small things come to rock the boat, I don't care because I'm happy to be in a boat instead of swimming by myself and getting tossed around by waves. Yeah, it's late and I'm not making sense. I'm just grateful to be me right now.