Warmth

What is this? This yellow light on my face? This feeling of being happy, like I'm all tucked into bed at night? This sudden desire to take off 2 of my 3 jackets?

Spring has apparently, as they say, sprung. Thank the good lord. Yesterday and today it was warm. And not just central-coast-in-the-winter, decently-warm-in-the-middle-of-the-day-but-still-frosty-as-crap-at-night warm, but warm even at night. This is a coveted rarity in my life. We left work yesterday and it wasn't freezing. I was not unhappy waiting for the tram to come, at least not from the temperature. Today walking to the tram I actually took off my jacket and let the sun touch my arms. My arms! Out in the world! People could see them!

Same thing tonight - we went to dinner and I only wore one jacket. This is an obligatory jacket for me; normal people were in mini skirts and t-shirts. A one-jacket night is pretty much the best I ever get, and I was thankful. We even actually took a stroll down the dock at night, hand in hand. And I was not shivering. It was amazing, I wish it were always like this.

It was really probably only 70 or 75 degrees or so, but it felt heavenly. Liberating; a weight lifted. Release from months of oppression. Long awaited discharge from an undeserved prison sentence. The winter was colder than we had expected. I hope that it is over now.

And speaking of weather, shout out to my Texas family - stay safe over there, show old Ike that Texans won't take no guff...