I work at a computer in a room without a view.
Well, there’s a view, but it’s through a window that’s behind me,
and I don’t get much done if I sit and stare out of it as much as I’d like.
So we decided the day was warm enough,
and the rain was crossing its legs,
and we weren’t getting any younger.
Bottom line: There’s no substitute for the real thing.
Go play outside.