Days like this remind me of being back in California. It's so lightly misting and the sky is a melancholy shade of gray. Most people say "let's stay in- snuggle- sleep..."
I say, let's go for a walk.
It's beautiful out.
It's not even raining. But it's cool enough to not let you hate walking around.
It's perfect...
You can smell the leafs and the smell of exhaust and car motors sinks into the ground. The mist of sleepiness floats in the air above us. The sun doesn't even peak through because it knows that you don't even need it today, unlike some days...
That one song comes on your iPod that just seems to fit that exact moment.
Most days when the tired pads of your feet hit the pavement, you have to convince yourself to keep going. There will be salvation soon, is what you tell them.
Today, the ache is gone. They go because they want to.
