(Now with pictures!)
I've been doing dangerous things lately. I blame Spring.
Yes, you can tell Spring is here. On my way to school I saw things like no snow, tulips, llamas cropping the new green grass, gargoyles that had shed their winter coats for floppy straw hats and bouquets, and two guys in ski masks, one with a chain saw and the other with a flame thrower.
Ah, the signs of Spring!
So I'm doing things. Dangerous things. I've been having high tea and champagne with beautiful women followed by drunken window shopping.
I'm throwing the windows and doors open to let in the smell of cherry blossoms mingle with fresh-ground cardamom for kheer. I'm burying stargazers in the garden. Let them make their own way back up if they ever want to see the sky again!
Dangerous things. In other words, I'm not studying.
But if Colorado has taught me one thing it is this: grab happiness when it comes. Don't ask, just close your hands around it.
Thursday it snows again.