magicbeans. nothing if not awkward.

At work, I am feeling a lot like I did in February when I had just started. I'm drinking too much coffee, for one. And when I walk up to the windows in the office I expect it to be snowing outside and am startled by the summer sun. I'm infinitely glad that it's not winter any longer, this winter really kicked my ass, but at the same time there's a tinge of nostalgia involved, a sort of longing to see the snow that is no longer there. Memory is an odd duck.

Oh, and it's Garth's birthday.