It's is raining so hard this morning that I'm interrupting myself to exclaim over it. Midsentence I keep saying 'would you LOOK at that sky?!' All this rain lately has been stepping on my walking toes. And then instead of feeling relieved to be sitting on a bus I feel guilty for the disuse of my legs and feet. Ai, guilt. I give a lot of it a lot of purchase.
Other than feeling damp and swollen, I'd rate myself 7 on a scale of cautious optimism. Not specialized optimism, broad-spectrum optimism. For, like, everything. It's going to be good, I suspect.
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