a joni mitchell kind of day

today, as the pitter-pattering of rain and responsibility woke me, i laid in bed smiling at the gray sky.

(the view from my window)

i put on one of my joni mitchell favorites, 'come in from the cold.'

"when i thought life had some meaning
when i thought i had some choice,
and i made some value judgments in a self-important voice.

but then absurdity came over me
and i longed to lose control.

oh all i ever wanted
was just to come in from the cold."
-joni mitchell

i'm a lover of rain and a lover of sunshine. i do not discriminate. it seems that england does though, and sunshine is rarely allowed to show it's face around here. i'm ok with that, as i've become more and more accustomed to the gray hearts, bears, faces and shapes looming over me as i explore my new city.

but sometimes, when you wake up on a sunday and all you can think about are bagels and tea, mother nature tells you to treat yourself kindly. to come in (or stay in, rather) from the cold. your glasses become foggy as a you read and drink a fresh cup of earl grey. you wear your pj's until sunset. you eat cookies while vacuuming. you treat yourself kindly.

that's a joni mitchell kind of day.