Light is a metaphor for many things.

It's that time of year when we start to get direct sunlight into the living room in the early morning hours.  On Thanksgiving Day, I took a few pictures of the light streaming in.  For such a cold day, it was warm and relaxing.

( Two totally boring photos of a well-lit living room. You totally don't want to click here and view them. )

I do love the quality and texture of light in autumn.

In which I transcend presentation into theatre.

I just got an email from Steven, a member of my drama project group.  He said we got full credit, 200/200 points, A+ on our mid-term presentation.  Our teacher said our project "set a new standard" and that she would "use it as an example for future classes."

That's so awesomely vindicating.