Square Things with Sharp Edges

Sometimes I buy five gallons of Sunny Delight at a time.

Sometimes I eat an entire loaf (stick?) of fresh crusty european bread.

Sometimes I sit on my couch for hours, reading, and writing, and listening.

Sometimes a wave of creativity flows through me (kind of like five gallons of Sunny Delight would) and I go and buy stuff to make.

Sometimes I look at the sky in the twilight of the evening and can't picture anything more idyllic to end the day.

Sometimes I wonder how life became so wonderful.

Then I remember. And it's a good feeling.