Vitamin D Cleanse

The weather begins to change and so do I. The end of March brings the beginning of spring and Bushwick smiles. People talk of roof-top parties, roof-top yoga, and bike adventures. Today is one of those days where the clouds look too low to be real, wisps of cotton to be curled up in the palm and Bushwickians polish up their walking shoes.

This budding warmth impregnates us with inspiration while the full moon gives us eery dreams to decipher. Teddy Roosevelt, hungry wolves and dangerous ninjas whisper to friends of mine while they sleep and wake, begging for explanation. We laugh it off over coffee, still confused and curious, but protected by walls of brick, rays of sun, and a spring-like warmth that crawls along your skin like caterpillars, not having quite arrived yet, but carrying promises of something beautiful. 

There's a box at home that waits for my winter jackets, scarves and gloves, alluding to empty hangers who beckon for spring dresses. This winter has taken its taxes from my walking shoes and plans must be made for newcomers. Those poor old boots, mirrors of bad temperaments and illogical darknesses, need replacing. 

While time passes, I learn more and more of the subtleties of the mind and its development. My psych courses continue to enlighten and enthrall while bizarre tidbits of information stick in my mind: as fetuses, our ears initial develop on our necks (fact); neanderthals are not our descendants, but rather another branch of humanoids that developed and died out alongside our ancestor (fact). 

For a period of time, I have stumbled away from this writing endeavor, more out of preoccupation than deliberate avoidance, but nonetheless the pages had remained empty. But now, I feel words being crafted out of much missed doses of vitamin D and return to the keyboard. All is well.

A Thought: As the weather grows warmer, I find myself less in need of hearty, fatty comfort food. Now is the time to reinvest in health, to cut back on what is unnecessary and to remember how to nourish oneself, not only with food, but with beliefs and lifestyles as well. Grab the shears, trim the fat and excess, and live more cleanly. 

A Find: Down on Wilson St there's a restaurant called Dear Bushwick that has the most PHENOMENAL food. Period. The owners are so sweet, the atmosphere homey and comfortable, and the food, again, phenomenal. Definitely check it out!