The Happy Gardener

It was a lovely day. And a lovely lovely evening. The weather was perfect. The walk back from my spanish class wasn't enough. So I wore my flip-flops and went to visit mr.Moon. It was so heart-fillingly pleasant to sit there in the moon light in this little outdoor picnic area-of-sorts down the street - with benches and chairs and tables - surrounded by the occasional chatter of the other lucky folks who were sitting around, with an excuse of eating ice-cream. And I seemed to have managed to create the perfect station on Pandora for such an evening. Loveliness abounds.

It's the secret in your eyes like beginnings of new smiles more beautiful than all the lies that we lace with our goodbyes. You see miracles in every day like coming home, and summer rain and this strange journey that connects tomorrow to yesterday. It's the secret in my eyes like silhouettes in sunshine more wonderful than the thoughts that hide between those unsaid lines Like the poet and his words, and the way this life unfolds I see love in all-around not just the places that we look for It's the secret in our eyes the one that I can't define but they'll find its echoes inside all the stories we know we've to write. finis On a different note, I wonder what Christopher Nolan dreams about.

And I am back. Was off for various reasons but no matter. It had been a while since I ran too, so I decided to lace up those shoes and go out on the usual circuit around 7:30 pm. But the circuit beat me. In fact, it trounced me. It was Germany and I was Argentina. Or Australia. I had to stop 6 times in 6 miles and finally, after 6 miles, I got KOed. Just like I do when I play Wii boxing with the machine. I had to alternately jog-walk the last 0.5 miles before I got home. How I was able to do this without too much trouble a couple of months ago is unfathomable. As I was stumbling about my route, I wondered again : "why do I run?" and I finally figured it out. Many people say that running calms them down, that it gives them clarity as the mind quiets down. I don't think my mind quiets down. What actually happens, is that it is in focus. All the thoughts are very loud and clear and I am able to look at them with a certain detachment. I can ponder on them - how I feel about t