Blank Sheet of Paper

Life gets a little insane sometimes, this is a fact. And in my experience, it just so happens that all of the madness comes at once. IE the month of February. (Oh, silly February.) It took me a while to realize (or at least admit to) the reasons why I dislike the month so much. There are reasons, yes, very good ones too, mind you. There are secrets in February. There are tears in February. And despite how much I may have tried to fight it, there is also love in February (and I mean love beyond the love that shows up on the 14th of the month). I am lucky to have certain individuals in my life. The people who let me complain about my loathsome feelings toward February. The people who know me a little more than I know myself and will show up just to say "Hello. I love you." I like those people. They make me wonder about February sometimes. It's still not my favorite month by any stretch, but at least those people make it a little bit sweeter. So I'm upgra