i'm dying for the sun. and by sun i mean the real sun, not the sun that's out when it's 20 degrees out. i'm freezing. i guess it's my own fault because even though i live in snowy new england, i refuse to own a jacket. every morning i trek to grace's school in a sweater or sweatshirt. and it's cold today. for as long as i can remember i've had this thing with jackets, always ripping mine off when i got to the bus stop. there's just something about jackets. vests? i can do vests. but not so much the jacket.
lately i've taken a liking to turning up the hot water in the shower so my skin is almost scalding off. which makes for lovely dry skin, thank you very much.
funny thing is that i really don't love the summer. i don't love being hot so much, either. fall's my time to shine. but after this long winter, and an even longer february, i can't wait to bask in the springy sun. i like to drink my morning cup on the deck. i like to sit under the umbrella and do art projects. i like feeling like my house is bigger than these four walls.
