I love spring!! Flowers are blooming, magpies are attacking/protecting their nest, hairy (winter) legs are being revealed by the wearing of shorts... It may interest you to know that I have remembered to shave my armpits before I shaved my legs, which is a miracle in itself, as I often forget about my forest... errr armpits... But I digest, back to spring. There is something special about the way the gentle breeze brushes past your face as you walk into work with a duress hanging off your belt ;o) I find that spring has really nice days, but being at work makes me miss the fantastic cloud formations, the buzzing of the bees, how it's not too hot nor too cold to sit out in the sun.
Normally I am quite excited about my days off, I enjoy sleeping the night of a hard day's work... but last night I was really restless and kept waking up. I would dream that I was searching for information and try to find it in my pillow. Luckily I didn't dream of eating any giant marshmallows... Do you think there actually has been an incident where someone has eaten their pillow?