I walked out of school after play practice a week ago, and the moment air entered my lungs I knew. You know how the air just smells different...smells like earth, like life? That knifish bite you dread in January is gone, and something releases or resurrects or both inside of you. That one breath carried with it riding with the windows down and the music up and not having to get up for school and lying in the sunshine outside and sandals and light....light that lingers. Light that does not disappear sharply at dinnertime, but slowly, deliciously fades.
P.S. I realize that this is slightly funny seeing that the windchill yesterday was -24. Oh well. IT HAPPENED. and I skipped all the way to the car because of it.
I'm right-brained. I like to write. At the moment, I'm in London for a semester of study. There will be pictures. There will also be the random spurtings of brain juice.
I also have a blog with my design work, here
and an image pile, a.k.a. a Tumblr, here