this sort of weather is my favorite. a couple of the brothers from seminary played some backyard ball at one of the most broken down courts we could find. it wasn’t competitive, it was friendly and the sun was shining so brightly we could barely see where we were shooting.
my room is clean. the sink is empty. the laundry is being done. i’ve had explosions playing the last few hours. the windows to the apartment are open and i can hear a car whiz by every few minutes. the gentlest breeze let’s me know the climate has turned friendly.
i just came in from outside, these nights are the best. i put every sport related item i own into my car trunk, and wished i had a bigger car so i could fit more. spring break is around the corner and the weather line up is looking to be great. now all that’s left to do is prop my feet up and continue reading instruments with mr. tripp. good day, good night.
