The weather here in California is what I would have normally felt in mid to late May in Iowa. The sun is out, a nice, cool breeze is ruffling up my hair, and it is the right temperature to wear jeans and a tank top and not be cold. And it’s the beginning of March. Midwest, the weather out here has you beat. But that’s about the only thing I like about California. Well, and maybe the food. There are a lot more vegetarian/vegan options. It’s like being meat-free and healthy is a part of the tapestry of Davis. Two great things, but still not enough to make me desire a longer stay. I must admit, though, that days like today just make me want to spend as much time outside as possible. It invigorates, inspires, it’s just beautiful. I wish I had brought my camera. I was so concerned with making sure I had my iPod all charged up and that the right songs were on it that I walked out the door before looking around and noticing the photographic potential. I have to keep telling myself I have a relatively good eye. We are our own worst critics, right?
When I was walking around earlier, I had the distinct feeling that I did not look like I fit in. My wardrobe has very distinct colors, that is to say distinct, dark colors. I have more blacks, greys, and browns, colors that are more popular for winter in the cold, cloudy parts of the United States. I recently got a couple of shirts from Urban Outfitters, and they are either black or white. And I colored my hair an auburn hue, and it is rather vibrant, but in the dark and bold way. With these colors, I looked like I would be at home walking down the street of some Midwest or East Coast metropolitan area rather than the sidewalks of a Californian town. I am not sure I will ever be able to fully adopt the fresh colors out here. The oranges, pinks, yellows and golds, tan, and whites. I prefer blacks, greys, navy blues, browns, and darker hues of naturally bright colors, like pumpkin and eggplant. Yum. Pumpkin sounds delicious right now.
I feel stuck in a literary rut. Nothing is really catching my attention. I hate when I am not in the middle of reading a book. I technically am in the middle of one, but it has not been really catching my attention. I feel like my head has been full of nonsense, and trying to push more in (not that the book is nonsense, in fact it’s a beautifully written book) is causing me to just get irritated. I rarely get in these anti-reading moods, but I am definitely in one now. I want to listen to music more or playing video games. Speaking of video games, Dragon Age II came out last Tuesday. I was, well, still am, obsessed with the first one. I have played the game several of times, and even went through Awakening. The second Dragon Age has been on my wish list since it’s conception. I just don’t have to finances to get it right now.
Since it is such a brilliant day, I think I will go spend more time in the rays. Vitamin D, here I come. And maybe some Starbucks. Iced coffee deliciousness.