Morning has broken

I went to the community centre for the Friday night dinner. Lots of people, loud, 15 tables with people sitting around them.

So many interesting people. Old and young, men and women, and even a few children.

Shmoozing with the people, eating good food. Good times.

Now it's Saturday morning. Almost the antithesis of last night. Almost silence. There's an airplane crossing the sky, and the mildly annoying hum of my computer. I almost find it wrong to type these noisy letters on the keyboard.

The world is such a beautiful place in Vancouver.