"Atomic Fireballs! Sweet! I love those"
I overheard that from one of the neighboring cubes. It’s a strange statement when taken out of context like that. I wonder what someone growing up in another country would think of that. Anyway, I finally got a haircut today and immediately feel much better. My hair is short, I can feel the wind behind my ears, and the sun on my scalp. It was actually sunny today too, and as I walked out of the barbershop I felt the sun on my face and walked to my car, parked under a cherry tree in full bloom. The wind whipped through it sprinkling little pink flower petals everywhere. Beautiful.