re-orientation

last night it felt like spring. after the day's monsoon had passed, only puddles and warm, wet air were left. 60 degrees in january. hmm. it'll probably snow next week, so i wasn't too shocked. but i get ahead of myself nonetheless. as we walked through wash west, i thought it felt like april. it smelled like april. soon it would be summer. then the fall again.

why do i do this? why can't i just live in the moment? this moment happens to be quite nice. not just tonight, with the friend and the walk, but also this era in life. it's quiet. i have time to reflect, to plan and, most importantly, to hope. that's what i've been missing the past two years: time to hope.

the humid air of spring catapulted me ahead of myself, but here i am, re-centering. re-orienting. being in today.

i have no idea what will happen in the next few months, the next year. today, all i know is that there's some coffee left in the pot, and my laundry needs to be thrown into the dryer. and the sky is incredibly blue this morning.

it's a good day.