For about the last week or so I have been feeling particularly restless. It is almost like I am anticipating something. I can feel a sense of desperation for it. It is keeping me up at night. The funny thing is that I am not quite sure what it is that I am so desiring. Is it a need to travel? To be outside? To go shopping? To eat cupcakes (obviously)? And then I saw this quote by Mark Twain and I thought, “That’s it!”
Apparently I have spring fever. I am feeling the excitement of the re-birth and growth that comes with a new season. The freeness of going outside with no sweaters or coats. In bare feet. The warmth of sun on my skin and in my hair. I am completely and totally twitterpated. With spring!