A Day to Rest

"Though we travel the world over to find the beautiful, we must carry it with us or we find it not."
-Ralph Waldo Emerson

Due to a very late dinner that Spouse is partaking of, and due to complete exhaustion following my latest excursion into Cambridge, I chose to remain at home on this day.
I had so much built up the butterfly flurry of excitement, that it- rather happily- drained me afterward of all my energy. I inhaled every second of yesterday's outing: all passers-by seemed friendly, and as happy as I was; I am certain that I could smell books and goodness and hopefulness on the breeze along with the scent of bakeries and restaurants with delicious-sounding menus.
Fully rejuvenated I am now; the streets of Cambridge will hardly know themselves tomorrow when my eager feet hit them once again.