don't need those other numbers when I got my number one

After breakfast today, my dad threw a package my way, and to my surprise it was my pictures. I just didn't expect them this early. So I spent the better part of this morning organising my pictures after dates and putting them in my new photo album from Muji. Looking at pictures like that just brings a smile to the face. It's also a reminder of how great my life truly is, which brings a feeling of gratitude. Admittedly, you mostly only capture the good moments. At least I'm not the one to bring out my camera when I have a shitty day. I've just finished watching a handball match. There were plenty of curse words today, as I think the team I was cheering on played a bad game. Just rubbish. My brother looked on amused, said "it'll be alright". It wasn't alright-- they lost, and I wanted to throttle something. I could probably be one of those dangerous footie supporters, with a few beers in me. Jeez, I'd fit right in, wouldn't I? I saw a shooting star on the way to my second night shift. Didn't realise what it was before it had disappeared. I re-told Sugar about it when I met her, and she asked if I wished for something. Oh, I thought. I'd forgotten about that too. It was such a nice surprise, and practically made my night. The night-sky is gorgeous nowadays. I suppose it's always gorgeous, it's just easier to see because it's gotten darker earlier. Tomorrow is my third Sunday in a row, working. I'm looking forward to be done with it. Am also really looking forward to visiting my sister, seeing my nephews who are growing up quicker than lightening. It's like I've turned around for a second, and then my youngest nephew is suddenly crawling around the place. Trying to live in the moment is a hard exercise, people. It's so easy to think about next week, next month. Oyster said something yesterday that made me realise I'm good at doing things I'm scared of. Good at powering through things despite my beating heart is more palpable than usual. I just know myself well enough to realise that if I avoid something too much, I won't ever want to do it. So sometimes I purposely do things that puts me outside my comfort-zone. Thus far it's been a good thing.