Hic Habitat Felicitas

With perfection like that, how can I be anything but optimistic?
Today is turning out to be the beginning of something new. I'm finally bettering myself and it all started with a week in New York. I stayed at the humble abode of Dolores Bell, my wonderful girlfriend's grandma. This woman is 78 and in way better shape than most people in their 60's that I've come across. I found out why! First off, she exercises quite a bit for an old lady. She has a pool and she USES IT. She also goes on walks occasionally and as I noticed upon arrival into New York EVERYTHING IS A HILL. Secondly, she's one of those people who only keeps healthy food in her house.
Over the course of my stay, my meals were generally something along the lines of a bowl of cereal (the really really healthy kind,) and some fruit for breakfast, a sandwich on whole wheat bread for lunch, and some sort of lean meat along with a salad for dinner. In short, I ate so much more healthy stuff than usual. Not only that, but I ate and slept on a much better schedule instead of the previous: breakfast at 2 pm, lunch at 8, dinner at 3 am, sleep at 4. Aside from that, I also was walking for much of the time that we were out seeing New York. The point of sharing all of this? In one week, I lost 8 - 10 pounds and am now verging my goal of under 200 lbs. Success? I think so.
Upon discovering that the scale read 200, I choose a breakfast of Special K (with strawberries!) and threw in an additional banana and some blueberries. After that, I grabbed my headphones and a backpack to store my phone and water bottle and went for a run. Apparently, all that walking had proved beneficial, because that mile was the fastest I've ever ran a mile in my life. I felt great! On the walk back, there were a few darker clouds above me, so the sun wasn't so bright and it was pleasantly cool. I hate the sun sometimes, so it was nice. When I reached the driveway and began me descent down the slight slope, it brightened up a little bit and I had a very movie-esque experience. Death Cab For Cutie's album Plans had reached it's last song, Stable Song, which made for such a perfect background song to everything around me. I had to stop and just take in everything around me because there were all of the things you think of when you consider what makes up a characteristic summer afternoon. There were the birds flying around, chirping noisily, and what caught my attention from the start was the sheer number of butterflies surrounding me as I got closer to my garage. When I got within twenty yards, my dog, Buster, ran up to me in a way that screamed "YOU'RE HOME!" and trotted happily beside me as I walked the rest of the way. Not only did the sound of the song fit so well, the timing couldn't have been better. I walked in, took my shoes off, opened my door, took my bag off and as I set it down onto the bed the song, and the album, ended. Everything just seemed so... perfect. That's why I say it should have been in a movie.
When I collected my thoughts again, I stripped my clothes off and stepped on the scales. My hopes had come true and even though the meter didn't quite go past 200, it still was obviously on the left side of the line, enough so that I can confidently say I weigh somewhat less than 200.
Life, my friends, is looking up. Every aspect. I'm finishing up preparations for college, I'm finally following up with my goals, and on top of it all, I have the best girlfriend a guy could ask for by my side through it all, mentally and emotionally if not physically.
This has been a public service announcement from your friend here at Eddie's Computer Desk.
Stay classy, San Diego.