Springtime in San Francisco
Forget Monday blues, what I’m feeling is more like Spring fever. It all started this morning when Emeline my accomplice from highschool posted a picture of her cute sandals and shorts this morning on instagram…and I realized, damn, the seasons changed again on the East coast.
Around this time of the year, when our unruly minds would wonder off with that butterfly passing by our class window. (To be honest, more than our minds, Emeline and I skipped A LOT of class)…
Now in California, the only true reminder of the season I have are my taxes, which I still haven’t done, because well, I illustrated this photo of my friend Margaret instead.
Oh well, c’est la vie…