just spent a beautiful day with myself.

It didn't start off beautifully. It started off really cranky. But as I let the heat of the sun soak through my cardigan, and I ate some lunch on a patch of grass, it got better...and then it kept getting better.

I saw a beagle puppy.
I got a vanilla ice cream cone, with rainbow sprinkles.
I bought The Blue Pages, which I've been meaning to buy. It makes me feel empowered.
I passed a man with eyebrows that looked like Jake Gyllenhall's.
(I nearly died.)
Walked home feeling tired, but in that good way--the tired that happens after walking for a few miles, when you sit down and all the nerves in your legs are ecstatically twitching and dancing because they just got woken up after being dormant for the entire winter. The good kind of tired.

I'm really looking forward to the summer, and carrying these little bits of happiness around with me.