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{art print + pretty pastels + coffee + shoes + mint necklace + ferris wheel + stripes + clutch}
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Bright is good, right? Especially on the rainiest + coldest of days. I’d like to ask what happened to the sun? It was here and now it’s gone. Yes, it definitely came out for a little while, which counts in my book, but it slipped away before I got too satisfied. On top of that, they say there’s a storm coming in.
NO. I want to shout. Enough, winter. Get going on your way, already. I am over you.
Lately I’ve been feeling that itch for spring. It’s a good itch, one that prickles at each part of your body and gets your senses going– revving up, starting fresh, starting new.
I know it’s not quite here yet, but I’ve got the itch.
I’m listening to new music, making plans for the months ahead— getting exited for daylight savings, dreaming of switching out my clothes, and lusting after bike rides through the breeze. My mind is racing with possibility. I want to travel and visit friends, I want to explore the city + my little town, I want to walk with Zan in the evening as the sun dips low in the sky. This time of year always swells up my heart.
I am so ready.
I know it’s not quite here yet, but I’ve got the itch.
I can feel it coming from somewhere.
More every day. Every minute. Every second.
I can feel it coming.
… Can’t you?
