what a lovely morning.

i woke up this morning after extremely odd dreams about preaching hockey players in utah. ate breakfast. the most fabulous french toast i've had all year accompanied by fruit salad. on the walk to work i spotted a bunch of multicolored balloons in the sky. it was fantastic. it gave me warm comforting thoughts of being a kid. thoughts that are often squashed in this big, bustling city. a friendly guy that hangs out on telegraph everyday wished my good luck at work, with a big smile.

good times.