what i forgot to remember

I am trying to remember it chronologically. Winter or Spring or Summer, they were days without change. Good for the night, thanks for the darkness, otherwise we would not have known that one day ended and another began.

-John Fante, ask the dust

If you've ever felt good about devious thoughts that could extinguish your happy life
If you've ever mocked the glue that holds you together
If you've ever seen the storm pass while your house still unbelievably stands

then you know how good it feels to wake up on a morning like today.
you know what a pleasure it is to see the light through the cheap blinds, hear the hot water heater click on, the alarm begins to sound and a complacent smile returns to your face.