Sometimes, the simplest things can brighten the whole day.

Today is yet another rainy day... sigh.  It's not that I don't like rain, I have many fond memories of racing Popsicle sticks down the curb while the rain gently patted my back as if to say, 'have fun my child, you are young and so you should enjoy life'.
On top of the rain, it is strangely cold; who let Fall come over?

The morning didn't start that bad, I woke up early.  I didn't do anything but glance at the window shade to get a sense of the hour by it's lightness.  I was immediately sure I was up too early.  I got ready for the day and somehow thought that shorts would be a good idea.  Sometimes, I amaze even myself.  After I walked upstairs I got a nice glimpse of what my day would be like: cold and windy.  After I raced across campus with my roommate, I sat in class thankful that I at least had grabbed a sweatshirt.
I sat there trying to stay awake while my enthusiastic professor tried to drill something into our brains.  I was too busy trying to not yawn.  When I did yawn it was usually at that moment that I knew I had to jerk myself awake, unfortunately my mind decided that I should make eye contact with the prof in order to do so.  I had quite a few awkward moments where my mouth was wide open as I made eye contact.  Needless to say, I was glad when that class was over.
The day never brightened but something in my schedule gave me a boost.  I was learning Shakespeare from a talented professor when he let us watch a movie.  Normally, that's when a person checks out.  I am not that person, I was immediately enthralled.  I spent the rest of the class period completely engaged in what we were learning.
After class I went about my duties (work and all that).  I was just finishing my office work when I realized it was raining outside...  So its now cold, windy, and rainy outside. I'm having great luck.  I walked out into the rain and realized that I still had another job to do.  Turning into the wind I walked to one of the farthest points from my dorm.  I arrived and the secretary welcomed me happily, it must have been a good day for her.  I accepted the paper she handed me and began to edit like a machine, but I couldn't!  I stared at the first sentence and read it again. Nothing.  I blinked a few times, tried to block out the world and tried again. This time I made it through the first paragraph before being halted once more.  It seemed my short burst to my attention span had run out.  I chatted a bit with some nearby students to clear my head momentarily and then tried reading again.  This time, it clicked in my head.
This guy was a good writer!  He didn't just tell me what happened, he showed me!  I couldn't stop reading then.  I drank each sentence in, searching for the meaning; I was always satisfied at the end.  When I finished,  I found the author himself and complimented him; I was truly impressed!  I cleared up the few questions he had and then went on my way.  Not entirely pleased with the day, but not displeased either.

I gathered my things and prepared to leave the library.  I glanced at the falling rain and was prepared to meet it when something else caught my eye.  There, at the door was a guy.  He had just approached the door himself and glanced back to see me.  I was still several steps away but nonetheless he opened the door and held it for me.
One thing.  One little thing and I was completely happy.  I smiled broadly at him and thanked the guy for his one little service.  I don't expect anything from this guy but it is nice to see men still have the decency to open a door for women.  He responded to my thanks and went on his way, probably thinking on other things again.
As for myself, I went walking in the rain with a smile on my face and a spring to my step.