So bright outside. Cold, too. Maybe I wouldn't say cold. Just brisk. Like one long-sleeve layer brisk, and I-can't-play-my-guitar-cause-my-hands-are-cold-from-being-outside-20-minutes brisk.
But it is glorious. This is why I live here. Because I can walk to the river in two minutes.
Jonathan should be here soon.
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