. . . and it has been an introspective time, for certain, a time of change and thinking and planning, and for dreaming, of course, and nothing and everything, at once, inspires -- spring blossoms and words, the chic-ness of leopard print and the importance of butterflies; ornate ceilings and waking to fiery may sunrises, and if thoughts at this moment were to fall, they would look something like this . . .