I complain about it a lot. Too much traffic, too much pollution, too much noise, too damned many people, and not enough glorious sunsets (at least where I live).
But it was 74 today in Redwood City, and I walked around in my short-sleeves. I got to open the patio door and let Julius whine at his nemesis, the Black Stray Cat With One Eyebrow. And it's supposed to be like this all week.
Sure, we could use some rain. But we had a lot of gray days in December, and I'm not much of a fan of gray days in the first place.
Yeah. 74 degrees. It doesn't suck.
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