Sunshine!

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I worship the sun. It's an unhealthy obsession, and one that I've become evermore aware of since moving to a land of seasons. Spring is fully upon us now - mice and water bugs are out in full force to prove that fact as true - and the sun that has been shining through my window when my alarm goes off in the mornings, and the sun that remains shining on me as I walk home in the evenings, is doing wondrous things to my moods. I had missed it so! This winter was so incredibly long, I can't even tell you the sweet relief that comes from having sunshine more often than not. Now as soon as I find myself a mildly convenient beach, I'll be all set for summer! After all, I'm already halfway there. To clarify, no, that piccy is not of me. But doesn't it just look like summer? I yearn to be tawny and toned, frolicking around in a light little tunic, my long hair blowing free in the breeze. Trust me, I get it, I'm a sturdy Sicilian, I'm not blonde, and while I am working on the toning up, I would look significantly different from the model above - and would be significantly closer to the ground - but I still can't wait until the weather allows for such dressing minimalism!