Gravity won't get you high

After a little bit of down to earthness this morning, and a very difficult law exam I think I deserve a little bit of happy time:

I like curling up in bed all afternoon because I can 

I like writing pretty things

I like watching the sun set over the mountains, and noticing my room get darker and darker until there is just a tinsy bit of blueness left in the sky

I like getting calls from home, or making them, and just chatting about the things I never used to appreciate, but now I do

I like you. Probably.

Hell. I love you.