I wish it was warm enough to go to the park. I miss the square. Today would be a wonderful day to sit, with a cup of coffee and some music, and stare. The people are always so interesting. I could allow myself to be inspired by them, sit in the sun and understand what it means to be a part of something so indistinct. I would be able to enjoy a moments peace without being cramped inside this warm, dirty apartment. A breath of fresh air would be nice.