I woke up in Portland this morning, sat up, and then touched my cheek and felt my contact just resting there. I guess it had fallen out of my eye. I didn't think anything of it till I was showering (I think showering helps me think more clearly), and then realized it was a tiny miracle that it wasn't lost forever in the bed I was sleeping in.
I think today is going to be a magical day, because it just started raining and the geese are out in Mark's backyard... it's a beautiful morning. I'm really enjoying Portland.
(ps. don't you love this hello kitty contact case? It's not mine, but I need it.)
Now there is thunder, got to go....
