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It's like summer here. I think it's love. So now I am bragging. Every other time I've talked about the weather was just commentary. This time I am out and out bragging. It is unfreakingbelievably beautiful. I can't remember when I have seen bluer skies or greener grass.

It amazes me every spring that this spring is more beautiful than any year ever before. The sky gets bluer, the grass gets greener, the flowers bloom with more grace than any other year. I am always most hopeful in the spring time. I can pray a million prayers of thanks; I can smile with genuinity. Any awful thing doesn't seem as awful any more when the sun is out. Even the list of one million things I have to do isn't long any more. Everything reallyis sunshine and lollipops and rainbows every day when it is spring time.

Spring time always makes me nostalgic though. I want to study on the Green Space, Angie's ice cream, and free North Park black bean burgers. Chicago downtown is an adventure when it starts to get warm. I want summer to be a looming event, instead of knowing that I will be working every day and sweltering through 99% humidity. I am so nostalgic and starry eyed right now; it's disgusting.