with the love gone sour.

I really love beautiful days. Not just like sunny days, but really beautiful days when you don't do something very meaningful, but it's just .. beautiful? Do you get what I mean? Last sunday, after coming back from Downtown, Jasmine and I sat on her railing, drank Jones, and looked over the city till it got dark and the lights came on. Little things like that just make me so happy that I have friends who'll do nothing with me and be content.