savour.

I wish you could see this right now.
The sun is shining into our home, down the narrow hallway where my shoes are sitting in front of my dark room.
There is a little bite of coldness in the air.
Bare feet on the wooden floor.
It's Sunday, I still have a paper to write, my hair is a mess, my roommate is asleep (it's nearly 3pm) and the kitchen is a danger zone.
But this is perfect.
This is happy.