Friday, 24 April 2009
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A Taste of Summer
The wind did its best to lift me up from the bench and carry me back into the building where I've spent 8 hours for 5 days every week during the very long winter we've had in Chicago. My clunky purple necklace flew like a wind sock as strands of my hair escaped from their ponytail and fluttered in the breeze. I glanced down every few minutes to make sure my bright-pink water bottle was still standing upright.
Today was the first day of the year without even a hint of chill in the air. The strong winds weren't strong enough to push the temperature to a level that would give me goosebumps (something that happens often to this almost-always shivering girl). I'd quickly eaten my lunch inside before venturing outdoors to enjoy the sun and my loaned copy of Dandelion Wine. It was the perfect setting to celebrate the first summerlike day of 2009, and there was no way I was going to let that blasted wind send me right back inside.
After almost 30 full minutes of soaking in the rays and beginning the adventure of reading my book, I was sent inside by the maintenance man spreading fertilizer on the plants around my bench. I decided I'd rather miss a couple extra minutes of sun than be covered in that, so I let the wind push me back into the confines of my office.
Now, with just over an hour to go, I'm eagerly anticipating breaking free from these four walls, getting in my car, rolling down the windows, and letting the music blast as I drive home on this perfect spring day.
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