She said she hates the name David.

Subway adventures with Einav.
Writing stories based off of things we say without meaning to.
Homemade pizza and half a bottle of wine....ooopsy doops.
All in all a great way to end the week, if I do say so myself.

In my dreams grey smells like lilacs.

I spent the day juggling two different spec projects for my portfolio and it felt *so good to be working with partners and coming up with ideas again. That rush of adrenaline that coffee plus idea making does to me is SO good. Today when I was walking home the afternoon light made all the greys look pretty and even made the lilacs outside my door smell better than their delicious selves.