It's 2am on a Tuesday morning. I need to be awake and going to the office in 5 hours.
It's raining and the smell of the earth and the grass is wafting in through the open windows. The rush of the rain reminds me of cool, lazy afternoons as a child, lulling me into a sense of comfort and nostalgia. House is playing (last episode of Season 1 - I'm doing a House marathon) and I'm stretched out under a comfy blanket.
It's one of those warm, happy moments that pass all too few and fleetingly. I must remember this.