My dear friends and fellow readers.
Last year was a rough one, filled with ups and downs of grief and sadness, soul-searching and self-improving, health twists and turns, etc. But today was a wonderful day. I felt happy and secure — with me, myself and I.
This year I will turn 29, and I am without anything permanent, but yesterday I purchased my very own record player and receiver from Top Spins LLC and speakers from Music & Sports Collectors World (1980s). I bought it with my own money, so no one could purchase it for me and take it with them when they leave.
That in itself was therapeutic. Pure happiness emerged throughout the day as I spent it setting up the space and equipment, shopping for speaker cords and decorating the area all by myself. It was a Sunday Funday for just me and my record player. Today was exactly as it should have been.
You can’t buy happiness, but you can buy David Bowie, Neil Young, Pink Floyd, Led Zeppelin, 1900s swing, The Eagles, Caroline Smith, Bob Dylan, She & Him, Rush (etc.) albums, which are basically the same thing.