The weather was awesome today. I can't remember the last time I was driving my car with the windows down, singing at the top of my lungs with a good friend and a cigarette. Reminds me of that quote about life not being defined by days but by moments. I had a lovely afternoon. That's a nice sentence. I'm sleeping at my other house in the Poconos tonight, should be fun. It's so pretty there. It's serene and it's almost like a getaway. Things are good now because I can feel myself progressing and moving forward, not standing still or tumbling backwards. The other day in Mr. Ammirata's class it looked pretty outside, like springtime. I felt like it was spring out, and then I got scared and had to keep repeating in my head that it's still only February. This is it for our lives as we know them, and I never had a moment where I really really noticed it before. Excitement and nervousness are one interesting cocktail. Gotta go pack.