the title says it all. it's a quiet morning. went for a nice long walk since my knees and lower back are feeling stiff and a little pained. i try to be vigilant about doing sit-ups but sometimes i just don't want to do them. the walk was a nice change of pace. i'm a huge fan of other people's landscaping, saw some really nice arrangements. flowers and greenery always put me in a good mood. on the way back, got the sunday paper, fat-free animal crackers, and a bar of hershey's dark chocolate. i think i'm a bit over-enthused about weighing myself yesterday at the gym. for a second there, i thought the scale wasn't working...happily surprised. i've lost 10 pounds, hence the hershey celebration.

we all need a vice: mine is anything sweet. :-)
that and an occasional toke off a clove....i've got it down to 1 every other day.

i find myself skipping the front section of the paper. it's always where the worst news is. i have to wonder how plastering a lovestory or a young person's achievement, or some good deed done by anonymous would affect the general reading population. really Mr. Media, give us a break and put the canoli story on the front cover. give us something hopeful to look at. help us get started on a better foot.

i'm naive. most of the time i give people the benefit of the doubt. i still hold out hope for love, the kind that makes your skin vibrate. i'm glad and a little impressed that this hasn't changed even when i've had my share of getting burned.

i'm listening to the perfect sunday soundtrack. paul simon's rhythm of the saints...
"i feel good, it's a fine day..."
my livingroom has 4 windows, 3 face east, 2 windowsills with plants. lots of sunshine.

i'm thinking and being.