this is the perfect babbly writing condition; i'm dead tired, over worked, roasty-toasty warm-and-cozy sitting at my office desk (really) and my left-brain just check out. it's time for the right brain to take over.

i've just been thinking about happiness. sometimes we find happiness in the most unexpected places... like driving down a country road in the dark with the moon casting it's silvery glow over the land, or watching someone take up your passion and run with it, or taking pictures of your friends trying their hardest to look trafficked so that you can use it for your brochures.

life is blurring past me at a million miles an hour.
sometimes i need to stop and dance through a flower field.