I Heard the Birds

I took the other day to deviate from my usual school-to-home route and meandered around a few houses tucked away in the creases of the city. While rediscovering the world around me I heard a sound I haven't heard for months: birds. Giggling, merry, perky birds.

Yesterday and today have been considerably colder than that perky day, and the window report threatens cold weather and a sunless haze for the weekend. Yet I can't shake the blink of hope I had the other day that spring is in the air. "I heard the birds the other day" is the spring time equivalent of "I heard the Bells on Christmas Day." I feel like the birds chirping in the trees not only embodied the green lawns (not white) and the warm(er) weather from Wednesday but also embody how I feel: content,vibrant,creative and well-worth my own investment. A sense of faith, and determination has surfaced with a healthy ray of ambition. Greatness is mine! Graduation draws nearer every day and, while I have no solid career plans, I do have options and right now I'm okay with that.