hadda yo do that ish?

Morning happened today. Real morning-- the kind with cheery birds and flowers and ohmygod is that sunlight!? Just when I was getting used to all that rain, just when I imagined I could endure eternal start at 4pm darkness, the clocks leaped forward and I guess it turned spring. Did you know that in Arizona they don't have daylight savings? That the moon on Saturday night was the brightest it had been in 19 years? That Iceland ranks one of the happiest places on earth? That Qatar with it's oil money and eternal heat is joyless?

I know there has to be a correlation somewhere. My blood is encoded with 1/4 of known DNA and that the rest is a mystery of ethnic potential that piques the curiosity of everyone but myself. Yes, I am Tunisian. Yes I am Mexican. Yes I am American. Yes I am Irish. Yes I am tired of not knowing because it seems like they still care.

But maybe if I knew where I was from, I would know how happy I am supposed to be. Is that how it works, i guess? WhateverIdontknow.

So I went out and pulled weeds in the dirt. I am brown brown brown like mud and I am celebrating SPRRRIIIIINNNGGGGG!!!