Despite the occasional wind and the chilly mornings, the past two days have reminded me that we endure the seemingly endless winter months so that the coming of Spring is doubly refreshing. It's a tradeoff I'm willing to make for gems like today, where I have my bedroom window open—yes, to the sound of rush-hour traffic, but the outside air feels fresh—after returning from the park, where I just spent the last hour or so throwing the frisbee and the baseball around with a good friend.

I am done with exams until finals week, which implicitly means that finals are closer than I'd like, and the results of my most recent exams could very well amplify this sense of impending doom. Until I see the results, though, I'm going to put those worries out of my mind, and enjoy this pleasant evening quiet.