there is nothing more fun than babysitting, sometimes. peering down into the faces of little children > s0 eager to say something to you, because > they are going to be in kindergarden tomorrow. precious. priceless. beautiful. charming children. full of a spirit near unrecognizable to my own heart and soul. a spirit that can't fill one back up, but does remind one of the greater good in this world. the innocence in a young face. a child's attitude to all around her. how she percieves reality without prejudice and misunderstanding, but for its truer self. the truer self we all know is left behind, trampled, and disregarded. so babysitting does not only bring a surreal peace to those around the children, it brings love. the purest form a mother could feel, or i can... and that love takes my breathe away and makes me smile. i love to babysit.

i woke up at noon today. so tired after Rainer Maria last night... they were so sound.

Today is Saturday and tonight is the Rainer Maria concert at the cat's cradle. I simply can not wait.