starting to like this

I am surprised to learn today that I'm really starting to like my apartment, my room, my family, my relationships, my typewriter, my surroundings, my life. I just feel comfortable all of the sudden, here in my room that I've loathed for a while now, with my plants and my things on the walls and my tea and carrots and chocolate-covered pretzels next to me. I feel like I've set things up for myself for once, I've decided how to handle things, I'm doing what I like, and it feels really pretty good.

Peter, on the other hand, has virtually no free will. Here are some pictures. As if we all haven't seen enough pictures of Peter. But I like these.