My first post starts with this cute Beetle I saw stuffed under a staircase off of College and Kensington. Random photos seems to be what "I do", so when I see something interesting, I'll upload a photo and write a little something.
In the meantime, it's 3:40AM Toronto time, and I'm tired. A long weekend lays ahead, so visiting the mom. A boys gotta be there for his mom, right?
Jazz really always sets the mood for everything, don't you think? Soft, supple, smooth coffeehouse jazz. A time to reminisce about the past, the future, the present, and about new adventures.
Let's hope that all my adventures are as well worn and memorable as this music. God it puts me in the mood. The mood to write. The mood to think. The mood to... Express.
If expression is the language of emotion, than maybe the language of love is expression.
I love this.