For about the last week or so I have been feeling particularly restless.  It is almost like I am anticipating something.  I can feel a sense of desperation for it.  It is keeping me up at night.  The funny thing is that I am not quite sure what it is that I am so desiring.  Is it a need to travel?  To be outside?  To go shopping?  To eat cupcakes (obviously)? And then I saw this quote by Mark Twain and I thought, “That’s it!”

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Apparently I have spring fever.  I am feeling the excitement of the re-birth and growth that comes with a new season.  The freeness of going outside with no sweaters or coats.  In bare feet.  The warmth of sun on my skin and in my hair.  I am completely and totally twitterpated.  With spring!