Musical Monday, featuring Hans Zimmer.
Add a little melody to your Monday. Enjoy.
Solomon, from 12 Years a Slave.

Add a little melody to your Monday. Enjoy.
Solomon, from 12 Years a Slave.
In times like these, unity is crucial.

Read on if you'd like; if so, thank you for taking the time to do so. Best of days to all.
The bus veered around a series of winding corners, and they slowly and methodically snaked their way deep into the trees. He surprisingly managed to drift in and out of sleep periodically with each bump and sway of the ancient machine as it rocked him to sleep. The old driver tamed the turns like a seasoned pro, and managed to swerve deftly around each craggy bend; any driver with normal nerves would surely not have attempted that type of road with the type of speed that this guy was able to conjure up. It was actually quite a shock that the old scrap heap was able to generate any speed at all, he mused. One look at that thing and you’d think it must’ve been George Washington’s motor coach. That fucker had to have been at Valley Forge. A good jolt jarred him from his sleep, and he sat up wide-eyed in the seat. He gave a quick, slumber induced glance around the bus in order to get his bearings, and noticed that her eyes had closed and her head was tilted back against the seat. Her head shifted gently from side to side with each curve of the road, and she looked so peaceful like that, he thought, her head dancing along with the movement of the bus. The breeze forced its way in and caught fragile tufts of her hair in its grasp, and sent it flying rapidly in front of her face. She was beautiful.
Positivity and negativity; a battle fought by us all. Each has the power to shed its light on our paths and dominate our days. Which will light yours? Best of days to all, and thanks for reading.

Peaceful. That word sums this space up succinctly. Soft natural sunlight flooding over the room by way of a massive floor to ceiling window, a sturdy workspace, a comfy chair pulled close to it for some close proximity relaxation, and a beautiful wall of books. Simple perfection; this is without a doubt a book lover's room. Let the daydreams commence.

Just a reminder to stay fresh when you feel some wilting coming on; let's not forget or neglect the importance of recharging our own batteries. Thank you for reading, and best of days to you.

It's so important to focus our attention on what's going well and what's going right; it's all too easy to get sucked head first into the negative void that seems to lurk ever so slightly below the surface. Don't let it get to you, and more importantly, never let it consume you. Wear the vibe of positivity even you don't necessarily have it in you; focus on what's important.

There's something very interesting here;
stark, structural simplicity blended tidily with a beautiful wash of snow swept countryside. A very striking combination when done right. One must admit that there is a raw, organic comfort in spaces like these; with uncomplicated, almost spartan furnishings, the emphasis is placed on the surroundings rather than the interior. As a result, both elements are enhanced considerably. And the little stout stove? Perfection. Let the daydreams commence.

Light your fire, grab your coffee (or wine), snag your book…and cozy up to the warmth of this week's great wintry space.
Just a little wordplay; hope you enjoy. Sometimes the most complicated things house the simplest teachings. Let's keep the eyes open for them. Best of days to all.

Excellence. The potential to accomplish great things and grand possibilities; that gift resides in all of us. Yesterday, today, tomorrow…it's there. Will we recognize it? That responsibility is ours.
