Today was a really nice day. One of those days where you feel everything, and when you walk home everything around you is beautiful. Not the cliched beautiful, but the kind of beautiful that you find in the strangest, smallest things--the way the rain hits the dull, gray sidewalk and the way your heels click on the salt scattered unevenly among the concrete. And you don't really know why you're so happy, you just are. And it all kind of makes sense, and the stuff that doesn't, well, you don't really care about that.