Random thoughts.

Realizing that you have limits is humbling; realizing that you've reached them is terrifying.

The weather lately has been cloudy, in stark contrast to the cobalt-blue skies of Arizona that I'm used to. I've never equated sunny weather with happiness (I'm pretty fond of storms); rather, to me sunny weather represents clarity of purpose (which could be described as happiness itself, don't you think?). The overcast skies these days seem to mirror my state of mind.