And suddenly I'm okay. Maybe it was the stiff drink when I got home, followed by bad tv. Maybe it was the too-good-to-me friend who brought Clueless and Chinese over. Maybe it's that I'm finally rocking it again at work. I'm not sure.
It's still raining; it's still cold out; it's still too dark to go for a long run after work. But soon it will be spring, and light, and just a vast sun-lit playground of places to go and things to do. And I can't wait.
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