Everything is beautiful today. Everybody is beautiful. It's just one of those days. I like everything and everybody. Even if somebody was mean to me I would interpret it as him trying to be nice but failing and I'd still like him. There's snow on the ground, the sun is shining, my skis are fast, my kick wax works, someone made my bed for me, the water pressure in the shower is high, I got a red pepper and ginger snaps with lunch. Even cleaning my skis was beautiful; I had on green binder with toko violet and red so when I scraped it off it swirled to look like watermelon saltwater taffy. I forget every year how much I love to ski. Then I ski for the first time and think, "I want to do this every day, with a team or by myself, anywhere." And this year, I get to.

I love this life.