Sometimes I think that all of Alan’s radiation treatment is making him radioactive and that the chemo is seeping through his pores and transferring to me. Because lately I have been so tired that I can barely keep my eyes open past 9. He tends to think that I am being overly ridiculous when I discuss such ideas with him, so I’ve stopped telling him about my theory behind my sluggishness. Or maybe studying for the quantitative section of the GMAT kills all of my happy, peppy cells and leaves me with dried out, used up cells that are best suited only to help me blink and eat copious amounts of snacks.

This is why it’s so important to enjoy nature, especially now. Blossoms like this insert some extra zest into my day.