Windy

It's rather windy outside. The trees are shaking while drenched with rain. Although it's cold, the fresh turn of weather feels almost inviting. I guess I should stop by one time and feel the change in the air. Is the winter almost over? Considering that there hadn't been a worthwhile snow in the New York City for the whole winter, the thought saddens me somewhat.

And yet, the droplets rolling down my windows feel very familiar, very friendly.