spring rains come in abundance washing yellow pollen away and leaving carpets of green clovers and tiny leaves bursting out of deserted limbs. the gray skies blanket my thoughts leaving me wooly and weary and desparately missing the sunshine.
tomorrow will be heavy fog - particularly here, near the river. another drive to the big city - an interview. will i get this...will i want it? will i learn to dread the drive? will i ever stop asking myself so many questions? probably not.
Update - the interview went well. I'll know more by Friday if I make it to the next round.