A thought

We've had a few beautiful days in the past weeks. Oddly enough, the weather here doesn't bother me as much as I thought it would, but that's not to say I don't appreciate the breaks as much as the next person. 

It's funny how on those days the world seems new. The colors seem more vibrant. The people seem more social. The views are even more breathtaking. And the smells- the smells are more invigorating and memory-laden for me. Those are the days I love Seattle so much it feels like my heart might burst.

For me, the weeks (though perhaps not too many weeks) are worth these rare days of beauty.