Coming this sunday, we're half way through the year. So far things have been rough, interesting, something from a little too slow to amazingly good. Last night, thanks to a bunch of incredibly nice guests, was one of the most wonderful nights on top. A night ending with a magical thunderstorm. The city sky changing from black to purple, to pink and back, while rain was pouring down. Washing everything, that had been dusty, away. And the things that got stuck recently, were drained down the gutter. There was dancing in the rain. And happiness, when finally getting to sleep, with the birds starting to sing in the backyard. This sunday is all about sunlight and some air, so wonderfully clear and fresh. Bring on the second half, is all there is left to say.