Greens of all kinds

The day has ended and I am hungry. Looking forward to dinner. Not a lot of things during the day have followed any pattern. It is a good thing. Lateral drifts aren't instinctive to me but sometimes they eliminate confinement that comes with an unidimensional approach. Sometimes I wish the circumstances around me, the city, it's people would reinforce the idea of youthfulness and the spontaneous creativity that's associated with it, even if it's momentarily or in a small way. But it does not. The persistent source for inspiration that comes from within might seek a brief respite, but finds nowhere to go. Sometimes, to go forward one needs to be brave and take a backward step. And if youth seems like a mere memory, this becomes rather tough to do.

Dark chocolate is a good idea.