Well, I really am doing good here.
Even if I weren't, I wouldn't notice. You know me: I see through the world with rose-tinted contacts, and hear through rose-tinted... ears? Get the Pratchett Color of Magic quote for me, will you?
[Sorry, couldn't do it, I'm a Pratchett ignoramus, sorry no chance--Mom]
"Twoflower didn't just look at the world through rose tinted spectacles, he looked at it through a rose tinted brain, too, and heard it through rose tinted ears." Pratchett Proof that Mom has evolved during this mission too.
But really, everything is great. I love it up here. I'm already stressing that
a year has gone by; it simultaneously feels like a day and an eternity.
Love Northward Elder Darcey