Today, for the first time in what feels like FOREVER, it was actually light outside when I got off work. Light enough that I could walk home–all the way home, all forty-five minutes of it.
This makes me happy, because it’s been a while since I was able to stroll home, hands in my pockets, wind in my hair, without hurrying the six blocks that I ordinarily walk, in the dark, to make my bus connection. With the sun still high enough in the sky to give me plenty of time, I skipped the buses altogether and just strolled all the way home. It was perfect.
And now I’m ready for the rest of winter.