Some days, the words ooze out of my fingers like honey out of a bottle.
Some days, creativity seeps from my veins.
Some days, life's vibrancy jumps out at me from every direction, enticing me to draw a little nearer and think a little deeper.
Some days, all that happens.
Today was not one of those days.
This picture was taken at one of my favorite restaurants in town: El Mezcal. I'm not sure if I like that I can get a full "meal" of chips, queso, and a quesadilla for under $5, or it's the memories of all the gathering's I've had there, or the conversations with friends that never seem to fade, but whatever it is, it's good. The decor in El Mez is much more interesting and colorful than this bland picture of (psuedo) stucko, and the food much more tasty than the burnt sienna leads you to believe, but today, I was not able to capture all of that. Today was not one of those days.
