it is nearly 3 o'clock in the morning, but it's march break and i think i am entitled to these nights. i'm walking far more often, mainly due to the nice weather we've been having. this past weekend, i ventured to toronto and walked all over. walking is good for the soul. in and around this time is very odd for me. the smells of the winter leaving us and the spring waiting to greet us, are clearly so nostalgic. many beautiful memories from this past year sweep back to me. i'm truly learning how to smile in thought of them. i'm very tired, though, and hardly know if i'm even making any sense at all. i must go to bed.. tomorrow, i plan to spring clean and put on feel good music. i must accomplish cleaning up this hole. i wish the gangsters (if you will) shared some common ground in respects to the definition of a home.