my favourite music to listen to right now starts like leaving. and then smiling. and then hurting. but peacefully without attachment. the horns come in and my mind stops thinking. everything is right.

i've got it on repeat for this post. if you could hear it your mind would stop thinking i'm pretty sure.

the day was one of my favourites in awhile. i was happy for the snow, though i know spring is coming. i awoke still bothered by someones negativity from the day before, though i wish i could say i wasn't. i got in the car and when the music started i left it behind, relieved. i couldn't stop my smile.

i drove through the park with the snow falling just like it did another favourite day. i stopped at the conservatory and just like the horns, my mind stopped thinking. by this time each winter, i need to visit the conservatory to be reminded of humid green beautiful. there is a lot of care in that place. i miss ruby begonia's..

i napped in my car outside the cafe i wanted to eat at waiting for them to open. when i woke up it was still closed so i went to see the post secret exhibit at the art gallery. i can't believe i forget about these things. i returned to the cafe and wrote. it's where i always used to go. i am becoming a regular again.

i bought some watercolours. it's been too long. i cleaned the house. i set up the easle. i am going to listen to these horns and paint.

it was the best day in awhile. the other days have been good. this one was exceptional.