Snow Day

If there is one thing I miss in San Francisco, it's the thunderstorms. And snow days. But this morning, waking up to dark fog outside of the window was like both. It was like a gathering thunderstorm that will never happen. And peeking out between the shade and the window-frame, seeing only white above the rooftops, it was like a warm, comforting snow day. It just had that sense of all-encompassing peace. And being all alone, I could just enjoy and revel in it. I like drinking my coffee on a day like this. I like having breakfast. It's a real weekend. I could get into this.