I was driving to Chicago yesterday and I had a moment of deep proudness in myself. December and January were filled with some the deepest pain I’ve ever felt, and a lot of that time is truly a blur. March is here, and spring is looming. My own resolve for how I want to be living, what I want to be occupying my time, and how much of my time I give to  others is clearer than it has been in a long time. 

I hate you for making me feel like my heart and brain had been stepped on, but I love you for forcing me to rid my life of you and all of the strife you bring.

                        Here’s spring, new loves, old friendships, and me. 

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