Magic Hours

I'm glad to be writing here, now, again, albeit in a most unusual way of chronicling my life where I previously avoided because I didn't know if talking about yourself was a very selfish act.

I just wanted to say, while I was eating my cereal, it drew parallel of experiences- I was at this table eating breakfast with so and so, we were talking about such a topic and I laughed this way I wouldn't have laughed with anyone else, how many days ago, but here I am now without that. I suppose this is more of an observation than anything and sometimes I think the only thing I can be proud of are my memories of redundant details.

Also, started the morning rather soothingly with Rachmaninov's Piano Concerto No. 2 in C minor!