This is crazy. When I woke up fifteen minutes ago, I thought about going running. It looked like a nice day. Instead, I made coffee and toast with honey and sat down to look at email.
Suddenly, it’s POURING outside. The sky just broke. I looked up from the computer to see Adah sitting at the window. She swiveled her head around to look at me, and I’ve never seen a more expressive, wide-eyed WTF look on a cat, ever. I went out the sliding glass door in the bedroom that overlooks the freeway and watched the cars slow in confusion. That smell! It’s totally a spring rain smell, very different from the winter kind. Winter rain smells cold and bittersweet. Spring rain smells electric and unexpected.
I’ve left the front and back doors open with the screens on, and that cool wet pavement smell is blowing through the tiny space. I love it.
Not much time off today, just enough to bathe and maybe fifteen minutes for spinning. But know what? I’ve been writing lately, and it’s amazing how much better I handle a busy schedule when I’m doing what I love, what I want to do.
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