Dear diary. Today is day 104 of my actual fulfilled happiness, continuing the unbroken pattern of events unfolding in my favor. I shudder to think what kind of anomaly in the matrix has led to this, and what apocalyptic events could be unfolding in the space time continuum to compensate. In the mean time, I try not to think about it and carry on day to day.
This is fine.
Everything is fine.
Everything is fine.