Just when I had given up on the sun and relinquished myself to the constant rainfall… I woke up to a bright and shiny morning. Hallelujah! Sure, the wind was howling and it was quite nippy for a spring day, but the sun was out. Quite frankly, at this point, I refuse to complain; I will take whatever bits of blue sky Mother Nature sees fit to toss us. After more than three weeks of rain, anything is better than another overcast day. I’ll gladly take the wind and chill if it gives me a chance to dry out. It felt like a minor miracle to wake and see that the grey clouds and never-ending drizzle had finally dissipated. (Yes – this is how thoroughly depressing the weather has been.) This was the first day in a very long time I was actually excited to get out of bed. More importantly, it was the first day in a long time I actually felt like I had a reason to get out of bed.
Over the past few weeks, the rain had systematically sucked the life out of me. Being cooped up in my little apartment for so many weeks left me feeling claustrophobic and despondent. But today, I had energy. Today, I jumped out of bed, slammed my coffee, and immediately headed across town to the West End Markets. The wind made the open-air shopping a little tricky, but that didn’t matter. It was still great to be outside and feel the sun on my face. After that, I hit up the Valley Markets and a couple of new neighborhood boutiques I had been dying to check out. I know none of it was exciting or flashy, but all I needed was a little bit of sunshine to make for a great Saturday.
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