I'm itchy (no longer twitchy) today, but I feel quite good. I know any mal- that I feel these days from day to day is very temporary.

In general, life is wonderful.

For the first twenty-five years or so, I lived for everyone else. I lived to make other people happy. For the past 3 years or so, I've lived largely, almost entirely for myself. I've made most of my decisions based on my own wants and needs. I've been as selfish as everyone else.

I've been living more and more under the belief that there are no universal rights and wrongs. There is only what's right and wrong for each individual. And I've been doing what's right for me.

Sometimes I wish the people around me were more liberal. Then I thank my lucky stars that I was born and have lived in the SF Bay Area all my life.