I can't wait to graduate in May. Since David died, I hear piano music everywhere I go. I think I need a change. I did get a job helping to curate the new museum in town, so I'll be putting my education to work, if not my heart. My heart is on hold.
Meanwhile, I read everything I can get my hands on, from Herodotus to Harry Potter, from Greek mythology to gardening manuals. Art history, of course, and even Aristotle.
Thesis edits. Painting. Pottery. Cooking classes.
Plus the spring is coming. I can feel it.
