I wore a dress today, one I haven't used since last summer. As I pulled it out of the closet, I noticed something rattling in the pocket. Seashells? I sat down on my bed, pressed the dress to my face. Did it not smell a little like the beach? Salt water? Sunscreen?
I love living in the Ocean State. Outside the snow is melting, but in just a few months I will once again have sand all over the floors, in the car, in the bathtub, in my hair. I will make sure to get out more often this year. Afternoon trips to the nearby beaches, day trips to Newport and Narragansett. There are so many places I haven't seen yet...
I stop daydreaming and put on my dress. Stick my hand in the pocket and pull out a small handful of pistachio shells. I must have put them in my pocket while cleaning or something.
This is what happens to me in February.