Yesterday

I had a horrible dream last night. It had to do with DBSK actually being humongous jerks, but the funny thing was that there were only three of them and none of them actually looked like themselves. I think my subconscious is just playing with me. And a little roughly too! Perhaps I should have a word with that subconscious of mine.
It rained yesterday. I was so happy that I threw on a hoodie and I went for a walk. It wasn't raining hard at all, just enough to call it rain instead of drizzle. It was the first rain this year so the water on the streets was very dirty. I usually like to splash but I just couldn't bring myself to play in the muddy water. Next time!
I couldn't get over how beautiful it was. The smell put me in a good mood right away, and the sun's light was diffused enough that shapes became sharper while colors were more muted, making everything seem clearer. I enjoyed every moment of my walk and were it not for the fact that water was starting to soak through the sweater, I might have walked for even longer than I did.
I find myself getting restless. I think I want some sort of appointment to keep, something physical. I want a dance class or a sports team, or ... I don't know, something. I want to have to be somewhere and I want to get stronger while I'm at it.
I was brushing my hair yesterday and my arm got tired! How weak have I gotten?? So, turns out there are many improvements I need to be making on myself. Heh, maybe if someone is daring enough to hold their breath for me, it might happen. Lol!