Dreaming Big Dreams
It's no secret that I love grey days. Overcast skies (even rainy days) feel comfortable to me. Those are the days that my wheels spin, the days that I am my most quiet yet most vibrant self. I'm not sure I always felt this way, though as a child I remember Autumn being my favorite time of year, and I am sure that spending almost all of my 20's living in San Francisco watching the fog roll down my hill every day must have something to do with it. It was a time when I was growing into myself and truly waking up to the world. So many feelings I carry with me from those years that are gently stirred when the skies are hazy. Those are the days I dream my big dreams. What about you...hazy or sunny?