Last night I actually had a free evening, for once. I've been maintaining a fairly hefty post-work schedule even while being sick, so it was wonderful to have the opportunity to laze around the house and go to bed early.
I ended up sleeping close to ten hours, which I really needed. Right before I woke up, I was having a detailed dream that involved a winter festival and I thought to myself—in the dream—"I should be taking photos of the colored snow sculptures."
That may be the definition of an obsessive blogger: the desire to get photo documentation of stuff that's only happening inside your own head.
Photo credit: Agustin Rafael Reyes