End of the Day

So I’m sitting here at my desk at the end of my day and wondering if I’m doing something wrong. Am I living my life the right way? Am I trying to be happy the wrong way? Basically, today at the end of my day I evaluated my entire, full, working day and decided that it had been a good day. Based not on work productivity, not on house chores completed¬† . . . I based the decision that it was a good day today solely on the fact that he smiled at me and more than once.

This crush is, in fact, getting serious.

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