You know those split seconds where something reminds you so strongly of some place or some time or some... something? I felt for the briefest moment like I was lying in my bed listening to a rain storm dragging spring along. Like it had been a long winter and I was hearing the first sign of spring with all of its blossoming and warmth and sunshine along with rain. And then a split second later my mind caught up with my feelings and reminded me of the fact that it's November and that spring is a long time away, and I've got to go through winter before I can get to my favorite season again.
I don't know. For a moment I felt content. I felt like I was where I wanted to be. And yeah, that's still true here in November. I am content. Things aren't perfect by any means, but when are they ever? I'm here and that's not going away and certain parts of my life are really great. I don't even know what I'm saying anymore. I guess I felt some hope for a split second in the midst of the kinda not so great things going on in my life. And it felt good.
