Free-write: morning glory

This morning was wonderful. I woke up early for yoga, and then I walked to the library. The construction site was the only noise at first. There was a welder, the sparks pulsed and fell like a dying flourescent lamp. There were birds, too, and barely any cars. The morning was quiet and cool, and I enjoyed the walk. The moon was just a sliver against the pastel hue of the sky, and it was cloudless, clear. The library was also just as quiet. I drank chai tea and had some sushi and california rolls for breakfast (I know, strange, but absolutely satisfying) as I read Neverwhere by: Neil Gaiman. I also worked on a short story I'm writing for which the title is still hiding in my head somewhere. This morning was quite fulfilling.
I listened to Iron & Wine and The Beatles also. It was quite nice. I have a lot to do today, so it's nice to have a relaxing start like that and take advantage of the morning time fully.
I'm looking forward to this weekend because that is when I get to see my favorite person.
The high is 70 today. I love the sun, and I can't wait until springtime so I can start planting my morning glories and moonflowers. They're vine plants. They crawl and take over the yard like it's nobody's business, and I love it. They're wild and beautiful. Morning glories come in all colors and only bloom at a certain temperature in the morningtime. Moonflowers are pure pearly white and the size of my open palm. The light of the moon is the only time they bloom. I'm so excited.