Warm Fronts

After an incredibly long day of meetings and a dinner that was so boring I wanted to fake severe illness to escape, I decided to decompress before bed with a walk down the Santa Monica Pier. The air was saturated from the pounding surf today and the temperature this evening was unseasonably cool. Yet as I approached the end of the pier, there was a definite sense that a warm front was moving in. I decided that the forecast must have been predicting a continued rise in tides and temperatures, thunder, severe conductive energy and fireworks.

I love to see love in the air.