Drained and Wanned, Strong with a Song
One might think that less events, conflicts, and chaos is the best. Quietness and kept schedules are the foundation for normalcy. Well, after last week's lowlight of our alleged painter/witness to a robber/robber himself/victim of being held up at gunpoint while we were off the premises, and the highlight of Mike's excellent interview, the lowlight of my swollen eyes and overwhelming tiredness, and the exciting highlight of house hunting in our prospective new area, the lowlight of watching a small paperclip fall down the back of David's throat while checking out of Whole Foods, and the highlight of my cousin moving in with us for his first job - I have never been so close to bursting into random song than now. Yeah, there were a few tears. But the encore-to-crying song is then sweeter and more earnest. In High School, I couldn't wait to get into the empty stairwells, and bust out a little tune while I sped up or down the stairs. My friend Dana said, "per...