San Diego 277

It’s been feeling a lot like winter here in San Diego or as much as it can here. At night it gets to a low of 45° And in the mornings they feel frigid and the smell of salt water passes through the air with every gust of wind. I wake up, rubbing my eyes, half asleep with the shivers, The world outside of my bed is cold. I get dressed and sit for a few moments taking it in before turning the key and setting off for another day. Every time I’m preparing to go into work driving into the parking lot I think to myself I wonder what’s gonna happen today, maybe nothing will happen, maybe I’ll meet somebody insightful, maybe I’ll have a cool conversation. I never know. It may be during work or maybe after I just always know that every day that I wake up, something will happen, and how obvious that sounds, but if you don’t stop and look around, days might go by and you might think that nothing is ever happening.