Time flies when you have no idea what the hell to do with your life.

Today at the park, Other and I laid down on the ground and closed our eyes and pointed our faces at the sun. We'd been running with the dogs and hiking around, feeling good but tired, and Other remembered this passage from The Savage Girl:

We rode around on wolly mammoths, and we flew over canyons with hang gliders we made from the skins of giant manta rays. Some of us lived in houses that we built way up high in redwood trees, and some of us lived in warm, roomy homes we burrowed into the sides of hills. And when we were happy we danced, and when we were sad we rolled around on the ground, and that was all we needed to be happy again. And then we danced again.

Laying on the ground really does make you feel better - I highly recommend it. Roll around if you're feeling bad, but otherwise, put your fingers in the grass and feel the sun.