Ok, so that's not me in the photo, but I REALLY wish it was. Long long long day at work - it seemed that something went wrong every hour. One of those days where I instinctively looked for the carb-iest thing I could find at lunch (settled on a chicken shawarma, which could have been worse).
The magic of spring has brought me back from the brink today. Driving home, I got my first real glimpse of true green - the trees are a fuzzy green delight, the crocuses are poking through and the grey of winter is being replaced by splashes of spring colour. Nature is a decent healer, and I gazed at my front garden this evening, I was reminded that every day is a new one, and that tomorrow will probably be better.
Reflecting on the current state of Skripper, things are actually pretty great. The job, while tiring and sometimes frustrating, continues to be fun overall, with a good team and a vision that we're aligned to - and working with TV and movies - who could complain, really? My car still works, nothing major going on with my house, family and friends still healthy...excuse me while I go and knock on some wood. Tie in that my personal life has taken a strong turn for the better, and I'm feeling the love. Good times people, good times. Thanks Spring for reminding me to appreciate the smaller, quiet things. Life goes on, and my life goes on good.
