azkadellia

It's been raining all morning. this false sense of spring is so out of place. I know it won't last, it's too early. But as I walk across campus in the mist, I realize how much I've missed it. This winter has been harsh. And today my hair is wet, my make up soggy, my socks and jeans are damp, and there are mudpuddles. And I like playing in mudpuddles.