I took a membership at the Planetarium. I like to go and live in the sky. It makes my worries seem so small.
I like to collect new words.
I suspect this is all my faulty perception clouded by failing memory.
I love classical music, good books, warm weather and the color blue. I believe in the goodness of everyone and the value of everything. I am personally delusional, lack emotional responsibility and groundlessly optimistic. I am more than a little bummed that I have accomplished next to nothing in my life time. Furthermore, these is no clear indication that I will make a difference on the planet in the time remaining to me.
This time remaining has lately taken a rather inflated position in my mind.