It's raining this morning. I'm in the lounge and Mel is in the kitchen making pancakes for breakfast. I found an old Nintendo 64 online with games and I hooked it up to the plasma screen in the lounge. Mario really brings back memories of a childhood fighting over who's going to play next and waiting for my bro to "die" so I could play.
There's no wind so the rain is falling straight down. I call it pinstripe rain. The combination of the rain, Super Mario and pancakes create an intoxicating sensation of nostalgia. The yellow light flowing in from the kitchen through the breakfast nook creates a warm feeling of safety and contentment. It's going to be a nice autumn this year.