One Hundred and Fifty, The World Works in Mysterious Ways

My mind has been in a very static phase recently. And then in the past couple days, normal stuff has made it open up and fly. Yesterday I made stained glass "windows" made from crayon shavings, wax paper, and an iron. Today I hung out with one of the Kids who came up for his twenty-first birthday. These days helped me feel alive in a way that studying has been depriving me of feeling. I'm glad for that and for the friends to do that with.