To thick-enough skin pavement feels the same as grass.

a run around weds., a drink in the afternoon, the emotional slopes that define an over-excited boss, the pride of outlining the point of a complex article by Foucault in one single well-explained quotation, towels in the dryer, Tricia stopping over with a bottle of wine(that she will drink alone) because a boy is going to cook her dinner and she'd like to see me first, the doorbell ringinging and the snow