Friday. I Want A Burger.

But then again, when DON'T I want a burger, hmm?

Finally, the end of a long week. It was long but quick. Does that make any sense? I'm not sure it will to you, but it does to me.

I spent my week cursing my weak vision, figuring out ways to not pay full price for ANYTHING, talking myself in and out and then back in to going to the gym, working late for no real reason, craving burgers, replacing green tea for black, and willing the clock to tick a little bit faster.

I think I have Spring Fever. Or, at least some malady that makes me feel frustrated, anxious, sad, excited, hurried, worried, rueful and hopeful all at once. I feel like I'm going to be stuck feeling this way forever.

I was walking from Whole Foods the other day, and I looked to my right before I crossed the street and noticed trees with white blossoms illuminated by late afternoon sun at the end of the block. After such a cool and even snow-spattered week, it was nice to be reminded of Spring. And then I thought, "I will miss Spring." But then my next thought was that I could never miss Spring more than I miss other things in my life right now.

And now I think...I guess I am just tired of waiting.