Life's good.

Clearing leave feels so good.
Late mornings.
Sloth.
No pressure.
A nice, warm brunch ready for you at the table.
No work.

No humans to please.
Thanks be to God for this restful period.

It's near Christmas.

Christmas is coming.

Sometimes. I wish it was more eventful.

There should be one time of the year I'm looking forward to, and Christmas seems to be the best time.

It's the end of the year, there's less work, there's holidays coming up, there's nice Christmassy songs...

Something's missing.

I know what's missing.

Presents!

Okay something more politically correct would be - to feel God's love.

Random rants rock. :)