Infinity

I can't stop listening to the XX . Just close your eyes and listen...

Sometimes music is all I need to make my mood better.

"It would be a pecadillo not to eat your mom's picadillo" A.L.

So I was walking with part of my lovely cohort earlier today, and between the talks and giggles we came across this lovely leaf. I felt like the they were tears, in a way. It was a solitary brown leaf, with water wedged in between the leaf's veins. No other leaf of that kind was in sight.

I really shouldn't be writing right now, so the picture will have to suffice.




----

I <3 my peccadillo cohort!!!!! :)

La noche es mi dia

Lately I have been putting writing off, maybe to hide things I shouldn't write on this blog. Then, laughter sets in with great company, and I forget to write of my day's musings.

Laughter. It's the cure for the lowly, for the sick, and for the disheartened.

The other day, I decided to finally (!) start running in my schools track. Although, it perhaps wasn't the best of decisions to run the pitch of night, I liked to see the twinkle of car and bus lights from afar. I wondered what all those people on the bus were going to at such a late hour. Work, home, a shelter? I felt free and happy under the earth's cooler ceiling. I wanted to feel the night's summer blanket envelop me as I ran down the rubber track.

It was a good day.