yummy

...Every day
I see or hear

something

that

more or less

kills me

with delight,

that leaves me

like a needle

in the haystack

of light...

["Mindful," Mary Oliver]

For all of its misty moistiness, this day turned out deliciously! And even despite being overwhelmed and dog tired (like everyone else on this feverish campus), I am happy as I look forward to an evening of paper writing and laundry. Lately, my heart has been unaccountably exultant—I cannot count the number of times that a slant of light or a friend’s smile has sent it crackling and fizzing with inner delight. I think it must be Spring.