sweet sweet smell.

Friends and family alike are aware of the fact that I work in the library in the a.m. Yea, I usually always talk about how it's not pleasant getting up so early in the morning to go work for the low-paying white man, but Im gonna admit here and now that I actually am learning to like getting up in the damp dewey dark morning while most of yall are still slobbering away at the mouth in your plush warm beds. Some of the advantages:

1. I get to see some of the streets of Los Angeles with no cars em.

2. It's quiet when I walk outside.

3. I get to watch the sun rise everyday.

4. I gotta say I think the dewey air is good to my chocolate skin.

5. On my break, I get to actually hear the birds chirping, not cars honking.

6. If it rains the night before, the palm trees have a sweet sweet scent that I really appreciate. Sometimes this scent is there even when it doesn't rain. Im not sure what exactly it is, but I know it's a mixture of the palms and moisture, and it gets me everytime. Relaxing, soothing, and at the same time, a bit strong, this is truly my favorite smell in the world. Ok, I take that back -- the smell of my Grandmama's house is my favorite smell. But still, wet palm trees is where it's at homie! I can't emphasize enough how wonderful this smell is. For those readers out there who are SC students, I urge you, when it rains (or the day after), to walk beneath the palms on Jefferson on the northern side of the block between Denny's and Yoshinoya...the smell will hit you and your soul, and will bring a sense of newness to your life. G-d is o so good.

**the palm pictured above, and common throughout southern california and western mexico is called a "Washington Palm" -- I worked in horticulture in a past life.**