This Day, filled with chilled air, sunny skies and the now gone, but still ringing in my ears as clear as ever sound of the RCA kids having gym outside. My hands are numb, but that's to be expected. I like the feeling of winter when it hasn't quite hit yet. You can smell it coming, you can feel it coming, but there is a lack of any evidence that it is on its way. What started off as a casual walk down to Melissa's aunt's house to drop something off, turned into one of the best days in Surrey yet. The air was perfect and the streets were dry. 152 street was busy and crossing the railroad tracks was just as much fun as usual. The identical town-houses of the subdivision were neatly packed into their sardine-like 1/8th of an acre spots, the side walks were trimmed with crunchy leaves and the leftover decorations from Halloween were still present on the few and far between places that hadn't the time or care to remove them. We wandered our way around until finding the correct address, left that oversized envelope with that over-love-filled card in the mailbox. Then preceded to find our way back down this sketchy, amazing road behind the normal route. Whether or not the choice to eat cookie dough ice cream along the freezing cold way was a good idea or not, it still occurred, leaving its ever present sting on the tips of my fingers and the corners of my mouth.