Driving

As we were driving home from Grandma's and Grandpa's after dark, I was observing an office building across the way from the stoplights which had sort of an inverted halo from the floodlights at ground level. It was a poetic sight, in a sort of clean, urban, well-landscaped fashion. It occurs to me that the pendulum of life has swung from a time where my main occupation in life was daydreaming, to keeping my head down in my work and my nose to the grindstone. I need to seek balance. I have much to learn yet.