Finally went to the museum and conversed with history. A new exhibition was put up recently and it speaks of color. Sketched some buildings, and thought about how it's all concrete and cement and stone, mixed together; a concoction of the Romans. Latin was their language, and it died with them. Read someone's views in the newspaper and I was in awe of the writing. It was beautifully arranged. I aspire to write like that. Also realized that I find people's passions towards intellectually stimulating activities attractive. I'm odd. Made my mom breakfast - it was brunch, really. A pleasant day.