As I am writing this I am editing a photo-shoot for my sister-in-law and her man (which was fun!), listening to mellow music and waiting for my coffee. Ah, it's done.
As I was saying, I'm in mellow mode. Not necessarily a good mellow, more of a melancholy mellow.
A friend of mine took off from his house this morning without telling anyone where he was going, he only took his wallet and ipod and left a note, "I don't belong here". I want to let out a stream of swear words because I hate to see and know people feel like that. YOU DO BELONG!
I can be tough about a lot of things. I can do what needs to be done under any circumstance, amongst horrible tragedies and violent events. But I can not stand to see friends hurting emotionally. Unfortunately that is more likely to occur than horrible tragedies and violent events. I care about people. Without that what do we have? A rat race, literally, a mindless race to get to the end of the maze, consume the consumables and die. No art. No creation. No love.
To quote a movie, "Life is pain, we need to squeeze every minute of joy out of it we can" - Hot Rod.
So here is my little joy.
-dg
