a beautiful sunday

i was asleep by 9 last night (went out friday night, was a little tired yesterday) but consequently was up at 8am this morning and reading the paper with coffee in our living room with the sunshine streaming in the windows and joni mitchell on the iPod. exactly what sunday mornings should be. i've taken to calmer nights with a preference for enjoying the next day rather than suffering through with a headache and a distaste for sunlight. does that mean i'm getting old. maybe so.

sundays always seem to be the day when i set about wondering what i'll do with the rest of my life. getting somewhat enthused by a new idea each week. grad school, counselling, running my own company, property mogel, etc etc. i'm not any closer to the decision, but i suppose at least i'm thinking about it. there's been a rash of shootings/murders in dorchester - an area of boston - and they've brought in the guardian angels (a volunteer police force that started up in NYC in the early 80s) to sort it out. but i can't help but wonder what makes these kids so angry? what kind of influences must they have had to provoke such violence and hatred. it's sad. but food for thought for me - what might i be able to do to make a difference? getting out of the little bubble i live in might be a start.

though that said, our little bubble was penetrated slightly yesterday when we woke to firetrucks outside our window. the building kittycorner (?) to our house burnt down on saturday morning. we actually slept through the big bang, but i guess around 7am the flames were pouring out the windows across the street. our neighbor who called 911 said that that apartment/condo had always had issues, and that there was a known crack addict who lived there with his mother. he thinks that he was probably smoking on the porch when it caught the rest of the house on fire. very sad. i guess there has been some action on this street and the police are aware and are keeping an eye on this area. scary, yet secure, i suppose. the neighbors have some unruly kids who are always hangout out on our back porch, so we'll be careful. but after living in cambrerwell and brixton, i guess these things don't really phase me. as long as they leave my bike alone!

anyway, on to my sunday. it's supposed to reach 60 today! hooray!