I scream, you scream, we all scream for SUNSHINE!
I don’t think there’s anyone in the whole wide world who doesn’t like sunshine. Find me someone who prefers a gray day over a sunny day and I’ll give them my bicycle, all my cookbooks, and my coffee maker. Sunshine can sometimes do more to lift my mood than chocolate, a pay rise, or a nice dream would. It doesn’t beat a genuine tight hug, but it definitely presents competition!
Living in this part of North America surely increases one’s appreciate for sun and its benefits, and I don’t know if that is a good thing or a bad thing. Sometimes it feels like a good thing to have something not so often so that you can appreciate it once it appears, and at other times it feels too much of a long wait, waiting for the sun to peak through the clouds and warm your bones, draw a smile on your face, and get you out of the house on a weekend morning.
In any case, I did appreciate the sun’s appearance this weekend. When I opened my eyes Saturday morning and saw the sun rays filtering through my bedroom curtain, my brain immediately jolted up! It’s here, the sun is here! My mind started racing with all the possibilities. What to do? Walk up the mountain? Go to a cafe and stick my face to the glass window facing the sun? Walk aimlessly around? Ice skating? Whatever option I was going to choose, it was going to involve one sure thing: sun worshiping!
Finally, I went for the simplest and most delicious option: I just walked to Second Cup, got myself a cup of mocha, half-sweet just like I like it, asked for whipped (I usually don’t), sprinkled chocolate on top and just … walked around! With a smile on my face. The sun does make you silly. But happy.