"Breathing the sweet forest air makes a blue bird aware that she could be free"

Something I would love to experience: A hot air balloon ride. Feeling the wind and the sun up there must be amazing. I've always been such a sucker for pure blue skies, I'd love to be a part of that. Today is an absolutely gorgeous day. It was 50 degrees earlier, the sky is a Robin's egg blue color. Days like this are so torturous in March, because I know very well that tomorrow it could snow. In fact, supposedly it is going to snow 6-12 inches on Friday. Last weekend I cleaned out my room when I was home. I threw out 3 large bags of paper garbage and one large bag of plastic garbage. Being able to actually walk into my walk in closet, for the first time in about 13 years, was a pretty exquisite feeling. The next step will be donating the clothes I don't wear...about two-thirds of them and reducing the number of items in my room. A cluttered room makes me feel like my mind is cluttered as well. I was really in the market for a good Spring cleaning...of course my car will be next. I think half of the gravel from the GMC parking lot is on my driver's side floor mat. It is hard to believe that I will be heading home for the summer in a short 5 weeks. Unfortunately I have a fair amount of work to do between now and then. Also, it is always the hardest to concentrate during this last month because the weather starts to get warm and sunny. Definitely looking forward to getting some sun and going swimming and eating lots of ice cream.

"I should've known that I'd feel colder when I walked alone "

I always admire those that can write an amazing blog entry and not sound like a completely crazy individual. Not sounding like a nutjob will definitely be something I aim for. I have recently come to realize that I really enjoy writing. However, the enjoyment I derive from writing is purely a product of leisure writing. I don't recall I've ever gone at writing an essay with anything less than dread and I doubt that will ever change. I hope, that much like drawing, practice makes perfect when it comes to writing. Getting thoughts on paper has always been an issue for me. Thought overload is a common affliction. On occasion though, something exciting will happen to me. I will be writing and suddenly a word will come to me that I wasn't even aware was in my vocabulary. I cannot think of such words at will, they just come to me randomly. For example, I used the word 'exude' the other day for probably the first time ever.
     These last few weeks have been a bit crazy. Between internship applications and junior review portfolios and scholarship applications and registering for the fall and housing applications I have been busy. Most of these things are behind me now, thankfully. The constant thought, of course, is what will I do in December when all of this school related stuff is over. For the last 10 years it has been all about school, soon it will be over and I haven't talked much about what comes after. To be honest, I am not worried. Things have a way of working out. It isn't that I don't have ideas, I have quite a few but I am pretty unsure what I want in general. Anything could happen in the next 9 months, I'm not going to get ahead of myself.
     On another topic, It seems as though in the last year I've had a couple previously close people drop out of my life for various reasons. One has been particularly harder to let go of. I do believe I've learned quite a bit about myself through this person. For one, they taught me how to light a match which has proved to be a very useful skill. I have witnessed the power that trust can have through this individual. It makes me sad to let go. I've never been good at letting go, I always hold on too long and then have lots of regrets. It is especially hard when you don't want to put a part of your life behind you, but it just feels like the right thing to do. I won't lie, letting go hurt like hell and I know it's going to ache for a while. Ultimately, I feel like I gave it all I had and I can't beat myself up about too much. Regardless of the rough patches I experienced with this person, the entire experience can be characterized as a positive one, and I sure wouldn't trade it for anything. Most importantly, I wish him the very best in his life. I will always have faith that he can do anything he sets his mind to, all he has to do is set his mind.