The door shuts behind you and with a gentle thump, your keys fall into your pocket. The hallway is quiet, only the sound of your steps heading down the stairs can be heard.
The front door swings open to the sweet dewy smell of spring. Stepping out onto the sidewalk, your legs instinctively lead you across the street onto the sunny side. Each front yard displays an array of flowers more vibrant and beautiful than the last. Sunday music.