A part of me feels silly for what I just did: I bought a pass to the Star Wars Celebration in Anaheim in the middle of April.
I feel silly because even though I've always wanted to go to one of these things--they've usually been in far off places like Florida--I also don't really like conventions. I almost loathe them.
But the thing is, I have to have things on my calendar that I'm looking forward to. All the time. Or at least every month. Not just project stuff: that's needed to keep my very active brain focused... no, I need to know when there's at least even odds on some joy out there in the future.
Without that, I just become a Funkosaurus Rex... and not the good kind of funk.