On the way to work

I got little sleep last night. But this morning, on the walk to the train, the sun was out, the air was crisp, and I had Page France looping on my iPod. I was smiling like an idiot, looking up at the sky and feeling pretty fantastic.

The clouds were incredibly unusual this morning – looking a lot like someone had took a broom to the sky.

Towards the end of the day, my weariness caught up to me. But this morning, I had energy to spare. I wish I felt like this every morning.