It’s been a little while since I have seen you. You’ve been hiding. I knew you were there, but I didn’t feel the need to bother you. I am glad you were there, but I was also quite happy to let you lie.
This morning, however, with the temperature in single digits for the first time, and the fog rising off my breath with every exhale, I pulled you out of exile in the bottom of my bag. Today, red Columbia fleece you were called into action–at least until I got on the bus and the heating took over.
It really wouldn’t be fair to consider the end of the good weather Today’s Perfect Moment. So, I won’t.