One the one hand, it is testament to a life well-lived that my "same-old, same-old" is the average person's extraordinary, but regardless of that it still gets old. I fooled around with some different lighting tonight at my photo-booth, which was something - I am pleased with it - but I still crave something different. The new job helps, but it's hardly dramatic. Although with money coming in maybe some travel will help - pyramids, Roman ruins in Turkey, walking Hadrian's Wall, a road trip to Tuktoyuktuk, Burning Man, I don't know. Something. I fear that I have become so old and jaded that there might not be anything to fit the bill. Where did I misplace wonder and adventure?