March 2, 2010
March is an awkward month. Snow-covered, it is oversized shoved in over tiny February with its plastic wheezing heart. No one is ready for March. The 100 words site isnít collecting March entries yet. We write them and leave them like presents at the gate. The bank has not updated its accounts yet, instead leaving me a note online saying that I have about $3,000 to play with, but to not take this number too seriously. March is an oversized and overactive baby, crawling out of its crib before its new parents are ready. We are not ready for spring.