It's the 22nd of March, the third day of Spring, and I haven't updated this here journal since mid January because, well, life has been busy. I'm sitting at home here on this beautiful Monday night, procrastinating on homework instead of playing outdoors, quite unfortunately so. the first day of spring got off to a rough start here in the Midwest, 6 or 7 inches of snow unloaded upon the city. but while i walked home in the wee hours of Saturday morning with snow invading my flats, by Sunday evening the warm temperatures had returned, and by mid afternoon today the snow is but a distant memory. I think that Spring is finally here.
By weeks end I'll have turned a year older. Twenty-Seven this time. I suppose it's a scary thought, because I don't want to be older. But I don't feel it in the slightest, so I guess it doesn't bother me much.
I feel that the Spring is going to be good to me. I'm on the great search for my new home, the first one that will be truly my own. the prospect of having a place be all mine is truly uplifting, and i spend most of my time thinking of how i will decorate my currently imaginary new home. i love my current apartment, and i will be sad to see it go, but it's time for a change and I'm truly excited.
the end of school is finally in sight and i feel as if an enormous weight is about to be lifted off my shoulders, even if it isn't until December the thought is still liberating. i have no idea what to do when I'm finished, but I'll cross that bridge when i come to it. with grad school on the horizon I'm sure to be a professional student, so I'll have a while to figure things out.
right now I'm just ready for warm weather, short shorts, jellies, favorite long drives, and my upcoming 6 days of freedom.
twenty-seven, here i come.