Then there are these other days. These days I'd like to fold corner-to-corner and sit on, perched happily on a problem that keeps kicking my ass.
As sure as it rains in Seattle, I will have these days. I will think deeply and I will listen to Bon Iver. I will breathe in the introspect and be reminded that I am human, that my heart can feel my head, reminding me I'm alive.