Thoughts

On weekdays in the Winter, I am at work by 8:30. It is barely light outside. I get off work around 5ish. It is barely light outside. Dreary.

Yesterday, I was suppose to meet someone after work. I went to their house, but I arrived too early. So I sat outside in the Spring.

The sun was so bright and warm. The cool breeze drifted slowly across the fluffy green grass. No bugs, yet, to annoy. Wonderful.

It got me to thinking, I should enjoy this time of year a little more. Slow down.