Yes, windows do open...

... if I just keep myself from glancing at the closed door.
Actually, I have a lot of open windows.
Kind of like Pandora's box in reverse.

These windows are my reasons to be grateful. That despite the dreary feeling that would sometimes rear it's ugly head when I'm out being a happy camper, I manage to shoo it away and remind myself that it is just a passing feeling.

To acknowledge a feeling, though it may be negative at times, is to have power over that feeling.

I feel, therefore I am. I am happy for several reasons. Friendship is one of them.

Love for Poetry

Letters, to words, to lines.
Words weaved together,
then there is magic in it.

I've penned a number of poems.
Out of sorrow, joy, anguish.
Some, even for the sake of words.

Just the same, to weave words
is bliss.

Restaurant City

Good things come in small packages... in this case it's an application. My cousin introduced me to Restaurant City on Facebook. Yes, I am a work-in-progress. I still don't know a lot of stuff about FB, but this game is enough for now. I'm just one happy camper... err restaurateur.