Respite.

I have been soaking up some solitude these past few days.
Drawing.
Writing.
Cooking.
Riding my bike.
Going to yoga.
Showering outdoors.
Praying.
Making jam.
Reading.
Going to the gym.
Sending packages to special loved ones.
You know, restorative stuff.
Am I restored? No. Am I at least mellow? Yes.

I saw Midnight in Paris on Monday. I loved it, but I am not sure why. I found every actor abrasive in their own way, my vision of Paris was disillusioned and I find anything that involves time travel corny.
The music was fantastic, the main female character's accessories were divine, and in general, they were all doing something I would like to be doing. Just not with them.