Sunday, February 5, 2012( Sunshine)

The sun, today, had an almost magical effect on me. The sun is something so alive and tender yet at the same time so ardent with power. Seemed like with a single point of its finger, it could rip apart the dark grey clouds in the shadowed sky and wipe a faint smile on my face. For a second I forgot about my long day ahead of me as I bathed in the shinny golden light. I imagined myself as a young jogger in a floral jacket, white t-shirt, and light green shorts,  my pony-tail bouncing up and down as I ran steadily with my long-lost best friend who transferred a long time ago. Our dark hair glistened under the sun and our steady footsteps echoed between buildings, our laugher audible. I stood, waiting for nostalgia to overwhelm me, but it never came. I simply stood there, more content and satisfied than I had been in a very , very long time.