Whoosh.

You know how sometimes, you just need something but you don't know what it is? Like when you think you're hungry so you eat something, but really you were just thirsty and a glass of water would have solved everything?

This whole week I've felt like I was holding my breath. It was exciting and scary and hard and good-- but mostly just exhausting. Today I was driving to dinner and the weather was perfect and my car was behaving and Ben Folds came on, and it was just this perfect moment of

Oh. That's what I needed.

And then I felt like I was breathing like a normal person again and there was no elephant on my chest and things will be ok.

So thanks, Ben Folds, and thanks Barbara for putting him on a mixed CD you gave me 10 years ago, and thanks dad for getting me an aux cord so I could play the rest of Rockin' the Suburbs off my ipod. Things are good.