The grass is always greener.. in Portland... cause it rains.

I wrote this poem in about 10 minutes today, as I pondered the way I "Get" to spend my spring break at work doing, virtually nothing of value. So, here's to a having a positive attitude... even when i'd rather wollow in my own boredom and disatisfaction:

At work, I sit by a window. Not the nicest you ever will see.

But, I've got a great view of the city, full of places where I'd rather be.

There are buses and cars, trav-el-ing very far... so much further than I can now flee.

You see just down below me there's nothing. The same people pass day by day.

I can't help but feel bored here, and useless, cause i'm leaving here, 1 month past May.

So I sit and I stare out my window, sure i'm not stuck in monotony.

There's a big parking lot, and a few building tops, in between a big river and me.

Soon I'll get there and test the rough waters, once these obstacles are in my wake.

See that river is just tributary, to a larger and more satisfying stake.

Where possibilities, which seem so endless, as I-5 which i see from my view,

will breathe into our life, (yes both me AND my wife) something wonderfully fun to pursue.

So for now I will try to be happy, with the same people passing each day.

And perhaps i can still make a difference, by the things that I do, think, and say.

I heard foolish men hunt in the distance, for the happiness they truly seek.

But it's better to try and be wiser, and grow happiness right by your feet.

-Zach