Who knew that hearing the word, "negative," could carry such positive meaning and significance?

What sometimes scares me is how quickly I'm getting older (and not necessarily wiser) as everyone younger seems to be growing faster.

Why the rush? What's the hurry? I'd like to live on a farm and churn my own butter. And pick fruit.

My second day back from a prolonged hiatus was naturally spent reacquainting myself with the past. Albeit a bit embarrassing, it's times like these I regret not having been more dedicated. But there's some major comfort in knowing that some things have remained the same... family during the holidays, friends who've been here through thick and thin, and of course, random excited utterances about food.

Easter effs > Easter eggs.