Bright sunshine and cold air, a clear sky. I like this. Slept buried under a mound of blankets, three made by my mother at different points in my life. So comfortable that I didn't get up for an extra hour or so.
Don't want to work today, it's so lovely outside. I would just like to walk around and play. Find a swingset, a playground, the woods. Tracey and I used to spend days like these outside, running around until our skin burned from the chill. It was great.
Forgot to mention last night that I saw one car skid off Mopac. Apparently last night I missed several accidents on 183 on my route home. Watching local news is ridiculous, all these cars skidding wildly.
