I've had some sort of illness that has left me bedridden for three days (save tonight's Indian food excursion with Kath), which means I've watched Pride and Prejudice three times. Turns out this bug is worse for my heart than it is for my health.
In the midst of bored blog-searching, I have found two things I love. So perhaps the sickness was not in vain.
"The only people for me are the mad ones, the ones who are mad to live, mad to talk, mad to be saved, desirous of everything at the same time, the ones who never yawn or say a commonplace thing, but burn, burn, burn like fabulous yellow roman candles exploding like spiders across the stars." [Jack Kerouac, On the Road]
And this verse:
"Turn my eyes from looking at worthless things; and give me life in your ways." [Psalm 119:37]