Everything works out

I love it when everything works out. Today (yesterday?) is a fine example: Through a series of random encounters, I found several captains chairs, water tanks, a sink, speakers, and assorted other goodies for the bus at an incredibly good price. Then friends got together to film and finish a zombie movie, explore an abandoned building, drive around aimlessly, and watch the sunrise. As if to balance things out, I returned to my apartment to find every sleepable spot occupied, so I’m still awake, waiting for someone to wake up so I can take their spot. Seems like a shame to sleep through such a beautiful day, but I have enough happy memories to bide me over for a while.