The lawn mower was in the garage and still smelled like freshly-mown grass. I almost got goosebumps. Both of my windows are open with the attic fan pulling the night air through the house. I watched my dog fall asleep on my leg - his eyes are the same color as his fur. Tomorrow is another day at work, but it's also the second day of my new workout schedule. I suspect I'll be feeling today's workout tomorrow. Man, this pseudo-summer night almost tastes euphoric.
Some fine words in closure by the marvelous Mike Doughty's "Book of Love":
"The book of love is long and boring.
No one can lift the damn thing.
It's full of charts and facts and figures,
and instructions on dancing.
But I,
I love it when you read to me, and
you
you can read me anything."
<3
I can't wait for summer, rawr,
Jared
Edit: According to my friend Cat, the above lyrics are a cover of a Magnetic Fields song. FINE, CAT. FINE.