Ok so maybe it is.
I have a cold, one week left of summer, and a cold. I have a stuffy nose. Seven more days until school starts. A cold. Sinus problems. Cold. Summer. One week. School.
Today feels like blah.
I'm spending the day outside on a blanket, alternating between finishing (starting) my required reading, unenthusiastically browsing pictures from New York's Fashion Week, and sitting quietly with thoughts of September 11th.
Today feels like a day to do that thing you should do everyday.
That thing that's called telling the people that matter that you love them.
Today feels like a quiet and remembering and sunny and grateful day.
I'm going to blow my nose and text my sister.
See you soon (with food).