It's the way the sun shines onto that blue spot in the sky above the house across the street. The way the breeze isn't warm yet, but you still dare not to wear a jacket hoping subborness will bring the spring faster. It's the way my roomate accidentally sings a little Tik Tok on her way down the hall with out realizing it. It's the way I will paint anything that gets in my peripherals. fingernails, walls, that bucket over there.