Bloomsday. I just finished watching
Wonder Boys with Emerald and Becky, both my good friends. The
moon was wonderful, with tissue clouds passing before it, lighting the sky in luminous spiderwebs.
It is only 3 a.m. What is this feeling? Unbridled
optimism mingled with
affection and bits of
peace. I haven't felt this way in... perhaps years. and the day has just begun.