I picked up my car at the garage after work, so I could meet E and the two of us could head off for dinner. As I stepped off the train, I was immediately met with the scent of garlic fries, wafting over from the ballpark. Between that, and the warm air, and my relaxed mood, I was transported to summer. It was a lovely moment. And finally.
They say the worst of the rain is over for awhile. I can only hope it's true.