Something I’m thinking about.
I appreciate when, some mornings, the sun outside oh so far far away in solar space somehow manages to to find its way through all of these apartment buildings stacked up and pushed and smushed against each other like the N train at Times Square at 4:50pm on a Friday, and somehow sneaks its way into my bedroom, shining, albeit subtly, through my windows. A southern California native, sunshine has always been part of my life, but I have never before appreciated it so much as I do now. It’s always a pleasant surprise when any of us see it, but it’s even more special of a surprise when I see it lingering its way down my fire escape, slow and lazy like a cat, and finding its way through my window and shining large chunks of light onto my wooden floors.
Sun = <3.
