Getting Out (221/365)

Really, there's nothing like getting out of the office when the sun is still shining.  You're thinking about all the potential of the evening, all of the photos to be taken, meals still left to be eaten, time to be wasted with viral videos, and potentially even some yoga or running to be done.  Yes, that feels like freedom.

Sundays (220/365)

My mom was always a huge fan of calm Sunday evenings.   She never liked us to go anywhere or do anything too exciting after dinner on Sundays; we were supposed to be settling down and planning for the week ahead. It was sometimes frustrating, but I think she was right in that you can undo all the good of the weekend with being too hurried or unsettled on Sunday night.  Sunday night's not my favorite time of the week, because thinking about work feels like work, but I try to take my mom's advice and stay centered and peaceful.

Filth (219/365)

Ironically, I became covered in all of this dirt at a yoga festival, in the midst of all of that deep breathing, and all of those pro-biotic vegan smoothie samples.   I tried to be healthy, but I just got filthy.

Some Things are Better in Theory (218/365)

My coworker and I walked past this carousel today.  We got quite a fright when we saw the animals.  As we stared, gape-mouthed, we realized that the figures are meant to be 3-D transformations of children's drawings of animals.  Above each distorted figure was the original drawing; they were quite faithfully rendered.  It was a charming idea, but I almost had a heart attack when I saw the deformed rabbit, wild grin and smashed, nostrilly nose.  It bore a disconcerting resemblance to Frank.

Disembodiment (217/365)

I could see my shadow walking along at the bottom of the subway, except not my feet attached to it. That was weird.  I'd never thought about the fact that I've never seen my shadow disembodied.

Vines (216/365)

Evening Light (214/265)

I left the office late today, but it was absolutely worth it.  By the time I left, it was the golden hour.  I love that tangerine, apricot glow that appears like flourishes in unexpected places, as unexpected highlights.

It was a "blessing in da skies."