Come Again Another Day

As I sit inside, all pale and vampiric like, and type a line of words that grows and grows to be 10,000 words, then 20,000... outside I see the sun shining through leaves and grass and the blue sky above...

And as I rush around to get paperwork signed and apply for my VISA and pack my bags, I've been asked out five times in the last month. Even counting high school stalkers, that's my new record for a year, much less a month.

The moral is that good things come when you want them least. :P