This morning the air was perfect.
Not hot and stuffy, not windy, not overcast, and not freezing (like morning air can sometimes be), rather it was perfect. Fresh and settleing. Like the kind of air that makes you just want to stand there, in the midst of it; not doing anything - just standing.

Its the feeling like your waiting for something,
a moment that is hanging just beyond you but isn't quite there yet.
a lingering presence that you can't see,
a scent that you can't quite put your finger on...
..... standing there waiting.

This feeling has followed me so far this day,
into rooms,
in conversations,
It isn't a nusance, definately not a burden, just intertesting.
Like a silent vistor walking with me through my day.

Conversations between us are through the slightest gesture,
a look,
a smile,
a thought,

What an awesome day.