Feb. 21, 2004
The door to the world always looks differently when the sun is shinning... One of the few rare days in the heart of winter where the temperature in nice and you can imagine how it feels to sit at the beach while your skin begins to cook a darker shade underneath the momentary makeshift god above.... I think I'm just happy I got to wash my car...
But after standing outside a club for half an hour with no jacket... you tend to realize that flip flop and tank top weather is not quite here yet, although sometimes it doesn't quite look that way if you see what some of the girls are wearing...
I drive home to what I call a pretty sunset. The mix of blue, pink and white in the distant horizon. Just all these thoughts... maybe it's just better that the rain come back... it wont make summer seem so far...