Patrick's Soapbox

Today was fun, today was good, today tasted like sunny days should.

I love

sun, the warmth that seems to penetrate through layers more than any other heat is able to do. The crisp morning air that can

wake me up faster than any jolting shower. That air that hits the face cooly, but shows promise, somewhere in it's breath,

of something to come. The beginning rays glowing upon a house above, gradually making it's way down to the road to light

up the wary traveller below.

I think it's time for bed.