The villainous part of me wants to get a volcanic island. The altruistic part wants to turn it into an art colony.

I’m pretty much doing my best to find beauty and joy in seemingly meaningless things. In between teeth brushing and getting my weekly ration of cereal, I tend to spend a considerable portion of my time observing silence and listening to all the stories it has to tell. It might sound like birdwatching (and on occasion, it might include that too!), but most of the time, it’s simply doing my best to notice and respect the natural flow of life.