Crimson Sun and Leftover Ramen

The last few days have been a daze. A sleazy daze of smoke and sunlight and that feeling you get from laying on a couch with the one you love. It's been those kind of days to relax with friends you know better as family and to reconnect with others you haven't seen in months. It's been beautiful and dirty and I feel more like an earth-loving, patchouli-smelling hippie than my predecessors 40 years ago. I've totally embraced the upbringing I did almost a total 180 degrees on when I was about...no, I never turned from it at all. But they were always there, my roots, ready for the day when they could bloom again. And now here I am, using technology to gush about sunshine. Modern hippies, they come in all forms now. Watch out for 'em, they might just jump out of a bush, ninja-style.