Whew—April came in swinging. Somewhere between the storms and the sunshine, I find myself swimming in the full range of my feelings leading up to my 35th birthday: the joy, the weirdness, the unexpected nostalgia, and a few blues too.

So I’ve officially returned to the world... ish. I’m not exactly sprinting into the season, but I’m definitely poking my head out of my cozy little cocoon with increasing curiosity. There’s sunlight in the mornings, more birdsong than I know what to do with, and this weird urge to dance around the house like I'm in a coming-of-age indie film.