I was snowed in yesterday, even though there are many days that I don't leave the house, I hate days where I can't leave the house. So today, I run out and the sun is shining and I am thinking "It feels great to be alive". Then I groan, I don't want to be one of those people that say things like that. Plus, being alive is all we know, I can't imagine death feels bad, that wouldn't seem fair.
So, it was a great day to be vertical.