edwin

I was so excited about spring... and now there's a blanket of fresh snow covering the landscape. The whispers of spring are no longer audible, but the echoes of winter are damn near deafening.

oops!

I know my friend Spring is still close by, even if it made a wrong turn on the way here. Let's face it no one is perfect. One thing is for sure though... I grow tired of the chill and snow.

So I'm working late tonight, thought I'd take a break to say hi. It's funny that nothing too significant crosses my mind while I'm here at this job having to be quite sharp of mind. But when I return home and don't have to do anything my mind goes beserk with ideas, penetrating thoughts and sheer creativity. Is an idle mind truly the devil's playground in that bad context, or is it that the devil is just more fun? Maybe it depends on your idea of fun. Maybe I'll let you decide...