spring, spring, a marvelous thing.

my legs are bare today. they are also reflecting all the light in the universe, as i am the whitest of all white creatures that has ever crawled upon this planet. but, backing up to the important part of the paragraph, they are bare. exposed to the open air. no longer encased in tights, trousers or any variation thereof. hanging out in the wind. going, if you will, commando.

this development is a direct violation of one of the major tenets of an awful presentation we were subjected to the other week ("using your personal style to get ahead at the office"), but i confess i'm not terrifically interested in that, not least because that presentation left a terrible taste in my mouth. what i am interested in is the novelty of air against my exposed skin, and the blinding desire i have to go sit outside and recharge my batteries; the realization that soon it will be the season for Big Pink Ball (best. game. ever.), and picnics, and Celebrate Brooklyn, and free concerts, and drinking at the gate, and outdoor brunches and frizzy hair and pedicures and feeling human again. and happy. and, this year, getting to enjoy it.

last year at this time, my life was too busy starting its inexorable slide into chaos to be enjoyable. i was nervous, edgy; i wasn't sleeping, and it was growing ever more clear that something was horribly wrong. i was in such a state that even the healing powers of summer couldn't revive me; it was, without question, the most agonizing period of my life. an absolute waste of a season, and the source of most of the gray hairs i now find so difficult to cover up.

despite all the agony, however, it was a turning point: i grew a backbone, learned how to talk again (kind of), did a lot of soul-searching. figured a lot of things out. got a new job. started the long (and bumpy, judging from the number of times i've fallen on the way) road back to being myself, to being happy. or at least...no, happy. i'm aiming for happy.

and this year, in the dawn of spring, i think i might be getting there. because it's warm. it's spring. i'm keeping myself busy.

and my legs are bare.