It's a Quince!

I feel like i'm too mellowed out to be going to a party. Everything feels... slow. The warmth coming through my windows feels nice. Spring is growing on me. I'm looking at my french-pedicured toes, and i feel... older. Three years ago, I wasn't open to anything outside my comfort zone. And right now, i'm in a purple dress, hair combed, nails painted. Oh how the years change you.
I'll put up some pictures of the party later. Maybe.

She made me smile even though i was tired.