|The heart with a mind of its own.(Be present.)||The mind with a heart of its own.(It's past.)||The dream that is your waking life.(Go there now.)|
The day in black and white
Well, this day has been a psuedo-bust, but not in a bad way. Up at eleven, in front of the computer putting together the photos I took at my bro's b-day partay and printing them out (currently). We're supposed to go for dinner at four pm--Dave and I have to work at six--and I'll give them to him then.
M. is fixing the toilet. And such.