Eat. Pray. Love.

I'd love to take four months off of life to eat.  Another four to pray.  And a final four to love.  That would be nice.  But, surprisingly, I'm not in the mood to trade my life for her's.  Two-and-a-half straight hours of AC was nice, though... ;)



In the meantime, I'll have backyard bbqs with friends I adore.  I don't mind our grilled salmon, $8 wine in plastic, party cups, conversation illuminated by Penske truck signs, and smores roasted indoors over a fondue candle. Life is good anywhere alongside the people you love; I'm thankful I could go to Bali to discover this, but right now I don't have to.