They're starting to burst into leaf.
I somehow knew before I got here that there would be woods that I would have such feeling for. I really to treasure those woods. Maybe I will walk back to the dorms through them.
[No, not just for that reason, you.]
I know, its funny that I so love my NYC, but I also love nature so much.
Okay, don't I need to work now?
This all seemed much more significant in my head, before I typed it out here.
I hate it when that happens.