The weather is here
Ahhh... San Diego. How many places are there where February 1st is just as nice of a day, perhaps even nicer, than June 1st, or even August 1st? I spent my lunch break yesterday sitting in a nearby park. I had the place to myself. (Note: having anything to yourself in Southern California is rare). I sat at the picnic table and ate my PB&J Sandwich, and enjoyed the nice 70 degree breeze, and wondered why on a day such as that no one else would be out and about.
Today, went out and rolled down the windows and reclined the seat in my car and tried to take a nap. I relaxed and almost got my little catnap in, but either way, it was nice. I put on some music and stared at the sky and the trees and the leaves (yes, leaves, in February) and felt the breeze and daydreamed of places I'd rather be (places other than work, not places other than San Diego) and generally just enjoyed myself.
Now I'm back in the office. Is it still nice out? I can't tell through my cubicle walls. If I lived anywhere other than here I just might stand up and look out the window and make sure. But I'm pretty sure the weather has not changed.
Today, went out and rolled down the windows and reclined the seat in my car and tried to take a nap. I relaxed and almost got my little catnap in, but either way, it was nice. I put on some music and stared at the sky and the trees and the leaves (yes, leaves, in February) and felt the breeze and daydreamed of places I'd rather be (places other than work, not places other than San Diego) and generally just enjoyed myself.
Now I'm back in the office. Is it still nice out? I can't tell through my cubicle walls. If I lived anywhere other than here I just might stand up and look out the window and make sure. But I'm pretty sure the weather has not changed.


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