The grass smells fresher, the birds sing brighter

I've been in a funk lately. Not entirely, but there's been this one aspect of my life, that I have no control over, that for the past few months has been weighing me down. A great fear of impending doom.

It may seem trivial to you, but to me, well, nothing less than the question of whether justice truly exists in this world was riding on the outcome of a decision made by people I've never even met, and I'll admit, it was looking bad. Looking downright grim.

But today, a great flood of relief. I can face the future knowing at least one thing I love will still be there for me.

"Arrested Development" got renewed.

A great sigh of relief, not having to face a Bluth-less future. And the suits at Fox, for once, haven't made a huge mistake.