It’s April of 2015. Already.
1/3 of the year check-marked. One third!
The day after Easter on your calendar.
It seems fitting to pause, reflect on those New Year’s Resolutions (or, anything that resembles the Win/Loss column you had planned). I’m afraid to look at mine.
How can it be this far along already? I don’t even remember the gap between several feet of snow and pollen and wasps in the car. Do you?