Journaling Journaling makes me happy. I feel like March is always hard because there are no holidays off of work and the weather is generally terrible. One of the brightest spots was when my dear little michael came to visit me. He's great and I can't wait for him to move back to Chicago so we can LIVE IT UP this summer. Today was the first warm day, we are talking 68 people, and the whole city just came alive. It was like Chicago whispered, "Hey I'm sorry for the long winter, lets make this summer a good one eh?" I am not sure if I am ready to forgive, but I am definitely ready to forget. Tomorrow I am going to ride my bike. Annnnnnnd tangent.
March journaling was a little more black and white than usual. Funny how even the color palette can reflect your emotions in some round about way. Hope you like it!