Perfect Moments

Note to self: remember the moments you never thought would happen.

There was a moment last week where I was at a friend's flat listening to him read poetry.  While he would be appalled that I mentioned that he has a British accent and therefore he sounds smart, I will.  Well, I guess I just did.

But, there I was... living in Scotland... listening to my brilliant friend read me poems and then be so kind as to explain to me what the hell it meant... actually enjoying poetry.

Pretentious sounding anecdote = perfectly contented moment.