I’m more than ready to leave the narrative that is my busy everyday life for spring break! Right now the countdown is 10 days. Ironically, this week offers a full calendar. So I’m thankful. There really isn’t going to be time to look at the clock. This weekend has been an anticipation for the last leg of this quarter. I know I can’t find happiness in anticipation. For me it hightens the anxiety. Sunday can be a particularly challenging day of waiting. There is sun outside. I’m grateful for holes in the clouds. The light blue sky has healing powers I missed yesterday. Shadows are my proof . The more lines contrasting on the boards of my deck outside my kitchen, the better. My Sunday ritural of reading the Times awaits. There is also a few hours to catch some chapters in the book Underground Railroad by Colson Whitehead. Now, if I can only hault the spinning wheels in my mind to settle in and enjoy Sunday afternoon, there might be some calm I can grasp.