Spring, Spring, Spring

Even though it was still 28 degrees this morning, and there was still frost to scrape off my car, it felt a little bit like spring this morning! Maybe it was because it was sunny and the birds were chirping, and the weather men were talking about it being rainy and in the 40s all next week. Beautiful! The onset of spring always gets me so excited about what the summer will bring. Good things happen in the summer, like falling in love, family vacations, and not thinking about school. It makes me want to sew skirts, cut my hair, and pull out my flipflops. I think I'm just like my mom in that I always have to have something to look forward to, or else I'll die. There has to be something for me to speculate and fantasize about as I fall asleep every night. So I'm starting to make my list of creative projects to start, and I'm looking up any and all possible auditions, and already trying to talk Jason into performing in one with me J though I should probably let him focus on school, darn it. I was thinking about last year, and how I started about now auditioning for everything under the sun, and how oddly, I couldn't make it into anything. Every show or program or group I applied or auditioned for fell through, and at the time I was so frustrated and confused that I just couldn't do anything I wanted. So I said, "fine, I'll do Center Street again" because it felt like a last resort, and the performances weren't going to start until well into the school year. And I met the love of my life, and it turned out the be the most incredible fairly tale dream of a love story that I wouldn't have traded for anything in the world. I guess from that story I learned that I don't really know what I want. And maybe that our lives are totally in someone else's hands, someone who knows us much better, and in trusting Him, He actually gives us what we wanted in the first place. And I think I've really gone on a tangent.