Got here last nite. Indulged at the Grocery store in my Doritos (lol timbuktu) guacamole, Ben and Jerry's, and some of them betty Crocker warm delites. Ate a ton had a cocktail and fell into the best NorthWoods sleep ever. The air is better here... Did my bike ride today. Actaully had guilt feelings because it is so beautiful here. And I feel like I am the only one seeing it. The place is pretty deserted. Boating season ended last weekend. So most people are back to their regular grind. there is noone on the lake. Noone in the streets. I will be heading into town tonite for takeout. Im sure the bar will have people. But for now, I like this alone feeling. Leaves changing.... It represents a lot to me now. So beatiful. Each tree looks like a firework. Different colors. I will definatly post pics when I get back.One of my favorites. It came on when I was pulling up the the lake frontage to stop for water. Absolutly perfect. Natalie Imbruglia. "That Day (Moment of Clarity)"Well, that day, that day.What a mess.What a marvel.I walked into that cloud again and I lost myself.And I'm sad, sad, sad,Small, alone, scared,Craving purity,A fragile mind and a gentle spirit.Well, that day, that day.What a marvelous mess.This is all that I can do;I'm done to be me.Sad. Scared. Small. Alone. Beautiful.It's supposed to be like this.I accept everything.It's supposed to be like this.Well, that day, that day.I lay down beside myself.In this feeling of pain, sadness,Scared, small, climbing, crawling,Towards the light.And it's all that I see.And I'm tired and I'm right.And I'm wrong.And it's beautiful.Well, that day, that day.What a mess.What a marvel.We're all the same,But no one thinks so.And it's okay.And I'm small.And I'm divine.And it's beautiful.And it's coming.And it's already here.And it's absolutely perfect.Well, that day, that day,When everything was a mess.And everything was in place.And it's too much hurt.Sad. Small. Scared. Alone.And everyone's a cynic.And it's hard and it's sweet.But it's supposed to be like this.Well, that day, that day,When I sat in the sun.And I thought and I cried.'Cause I'm sad, scared, small, alone, strong.And I'm nothing.And I'm true.Only a brave man can break through.And it's all okay.Yeah, it's okay.Well, that day, that day.I lay down beside myself.In this feeling of pain, sadness,Scared, small, climbing, crawling,Towards the light.And it's all that I see.And I'm tired and I'm right.And I'm wrong.And it's beautiful.Well, that day, that day.What a mess.What a marvellous mess.We're all the same,But no one thinks so.And it's okay.And I'm small.And I'm divine.And it's beautiful.And it's coming.And it's already here.And it's absolutely perfect.That day. That day.That day. That day.That day. That day.That day. That day.So sweet.Can you feel it? Hmm.Are you here?Are you with me?I can feel it.It's beautiful.That day.That day.That day.Absolutely perfect.