I just got out of the shower to get ready for work, and I still feel wet.
Not something we're used to here in the Central Valley.
There's just a small hint of a breeze every once-in-a-while, but it's not steady.
But when it comes up, it sure feels good.
Something is happening to me.
I told myself not to allow this to happen for a while. In fact, I just wrote about it a couple of days ago.
I know her name, and I talk to her in passing, but I don't know enough about her to let this happen... not now. It's too soon.