It's all about perspective

Ten hours of sleep can help one clear her mind. So as I'm watching Under the Tuscan Sun and wanting to buy a villa in Cortona and spending my weekends in Positano writing and eating delectable delights, savoring sights, and smiling as I soak up that sun that seems so elusive in my tiny hovel in the City, I find myself annoyed that I haven't swallowed my bitterness and moved on to more productive, less dead end paths. And watching Aurora sleep, curled tightly in a ball in the middle of my folded sleeping bag, peaceful, calm and content like I haven't seen in quite some time on anyone, I feel that my whining over the few things that mean quite little in my life has annoyed me probably as much as everyone else who has to deal with it and listen to it. So I'm finished. I want that bit of peace for just a few moments and to stretch it out as long as I possibly can.