I have just woken up from a nap, and I am surprised to find my mind wandering throughout the house. Searching out winter. Some days I forget that I have left the house. Today, I forgot that I left the house. It seems too far off to have actually happened. That is how summer feels-to far off to have actually happened. Everyday repeated. Until one day we wake up from a nap and gracefully accept the entrance of spring, and quietly let go of the hand of winter.