it is just the internet. there is more to life than <href>s and <p> tags, titles and teasers, comps and sitemaps. if a line break breaks the page, it is not the end of the world.
i have been so wrapped up in work, and i have let it get to me — i’ve found myself becoming bitter and drab and just plain horrid. i don’t know what is going on in our world right now. i don’t even know what is going on in my life.
i vaguely remember a wonderful sunday brunch, though. i remember being poured a mimosa and kicked out of my kitchen so that two lads could play iron chef. i remember the smell of blueberry muffins and fresh coffee. i remember the sun flooding into my dining room and lighting up our day.
it feels so long ago, but it was just last weekend, and suddenly, it’s the weekend again. it’s kind of scary, how that happens. how time just disappears. this weekend, i’m working some more, but i won’t let it get the best of me. there may not be another lovely brunch, but there will be something else, something to make me smile, something that reminds me that i am alive.