freedom

lunch hour

i make it a point to go outside for lunch, especially when its nice out. sometimes i eat ice cream, or read a book in this nice little garden tucked in the west village. it can be very peaceful and quite the contrary to what most people think of new york: busy, crowded, noisy, etc. sometimes if you look in the right places, you can find the perfect hideaway.

sweet and simple days

"i really learned a lot
how to dust off my heart
how to make it shine
how to take a field of dandelions
and make dandelion wine"

"such sweet and simple days
though bitter tasted the wine
we drank it anyway
for love had made it fine
when the world was young
when the road was bright
and the morning poured
its golden light
like dandelion wine "

- ron sexsmith, "dandelion wine" -

i am in love with this season. more sun, more daylight, more time to spend outside. though it isn't officially summer yet, i've been listening to compilations of songs from the summer of '04 and it always brings a smile to my face.

sunset at the park

she's so big now. i can't believe it myself. i get so sad when i'm at work, because i always miss her terribly. i feel bad because sometimes, she would rather go with her lola and i know it's because she spends more time with her. i really want to quit my job so i can be with her. this is the best age so far. she's like a sponge, learning things i wasn't even teaching her, doing things i didn't even know she knew. i don't want to miss it anymore.