There is a certain crispness in the air that is contagious. It makes me want to breath deep, deep down into the small corners of my chest and taste the air that surrounds me. The anticipation grows with each breath and it isn't till I expel every inch of it that an antsy feeling builds from my toes and rushes through me...
Hello, I sometimes forget how nice you feel.
Happy? Why, yes thank you.
Really I missed you too.
What am I doing with my time?
Oh, anything that I fancy really, it's quite nice! Thank you by the way. For what you ask? Well for time. This time right now and later I suppose. But yes, this time right now, that is.