Sunshine

I emerged from the subway with all the other lemmings, grumbling and rolling my eyes at the people having difficulty with the turnstile exit. It sure and truly was a Monday morning.  Most everyone was waiting just inside the doors for the light to turn green.  A clearer sign that it was bitterly cold outside probably doesn’t exist.

For me, though, I suddenly felt a little skip in my step. The sun was out.  I wasn’t going to walk the construction filled blocks to work in the dark.  When had this happened?  Obviously my vacation was well timed.  I had left a world where work started in the dark and came back to one where sunshine was the norm.

I was also heartened to see one of the people I often see walking their dog trundling along the sidewalk. It wasn’t just the familiarity of it.  I was glad to see the dog had had the good sense to bundle up and wear a coat as well.  Probably could have used a scarf.

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About Anthony

I am: equal parts rebel, romantic and shockingly average Joe. a writer trapped inside of an ESL teacher's body. an introverted attention seeker. a teacher who hopes one day to be called "Captain, my Captain." an intellectual who can do some very dumb things. a person whose Japan experience, despite being so long ago, still exerts a strong influence upon him. a lover of books, music, beer, hockey and Pizza.
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1 Response to Sunshine

  1. Hunida says:

    So nice that the sun comes up on your way to work now, that’s definitely a nice change to come home to. Love that the dog was all bundled up, a scarf would’ve been even better!

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