And sometimes.

And sometimes you just have a bunch of bad days in a row. Bad days that never seem to end. Bad days that cause you to make up stories in your head about what might be going on in someone else's head.

And sometimes you wake up the next morning after having dreamt of spaceships and zooming around in the air and cloudbursts. You wake up and zoom to work on a fast-bike. And work with a kick ass girl who makes chicken noises and sings Billy Jean with you.

And then you get a note from someone saying that the project has finally been built (the REAL kind)-there is an article in the newspaper (the REAL kind), and isn't that your design concept? Then you get an email from your professor saying glad you saw that, and by the way, your design is going to be in landscape architecture magazine next month.

And sometimes, just like that, I can't stop smiling.