I was listening to music this morning. Jars of Clay Who we are instead (although their first cd, like 10 yrs. ago was the best) . There's this one song, (number 9 on the cd if anyone's interested) and I was listening to it- and I love how music- at least for me- can really help your day. Of course I'm one of those people that could listen to music practically all day long and not get that bored.
It's really nifty how, I've been living with my grandma, and I remember all these things from childhood. Like how big her yard used to seem. Or just other things around the neighboorhood or house. It's really quite funny. Everything used to seem so big and adventurous. I wish we wouldn't lose that when we got older. There's just a sense of wonder, and of imagination.
Well, as you've noticed I don't really have much to write about today. I'm going to write some (a book I'm writing, or trying to at least) and do some water painting before I head of to work today. And that's about it.