Little bits of Greatness

Sometimes it's the small things that can make you the happiest.

Last night Graeme and I rambled down to Maia and Scott's house for a late dinner. Scott had foraged for morels this past weekend and he cooked up a fantastic dinner of chorizo stuffed morels with braised chard. It wasn't just the food that made the evening so enjoyable though, it was the small nice-ity of walking through your neighborhood at dusk after a sunny day to enjoy a bottle of wine with friends.

I've been chalking up small points of happiness lately - enough that they over-power my work malaise and general dis-satisfaction with my career choices.

Like when I logged into iTunes yesterday to make an iMix for Graeme's mother and realized that Van Morrison finally released my favorite album onto iTunes (Astral Weeks in case your curious).

Or getting the chance to catch up with old friends on a recent night and play your favorite silly party game (celebrity).

Or even getting a glimpse of a ferry going out to the sound (from between your neighbor's cubicle wall and their monitor), backed by a clear view of the Olympics (god-damn we live in a beautiful city).