Sleepy Sunday

My college email folder is full, so the send function was disabled until enough correspondence was deleted to create more space. To prevent this from reoccurring, I synchronized the college's OWA (Outlook Web Assistant) to synchronize with my personal Outlook 2003 mail server. As if to remind me that there are more important things in life, Rohrschach decided to crawl up into my lap, stretching out in my arms and meowing his short, sweet discontent each time my movement disturbed his impending cat nap. This, I am thinking--these small moments of pleasure that have little to do with wealth, popularity, or power--have become the essence of my "life worth living."