...I sleep with the windows open.  Last night I slept with all the windows open in my bedroom.  It was about 70ish all day long, so it was a beautiful night.  The seasons always seem to come, just when I need them most....

I told Rod the other night that some things in life don't feel as luxurious as they once did; new clothes, trashy magazines, huge plates of calories smothered in melted cheese.But there's still great pleasure in crawling...