I need my nest

I feel like a bird without her nest right now. My belongings are scattered throughout three different houses, soon to be four, but then hopefully down to two until May, when I will be graduated and HOME for good.

Making a nest takes longer than I thought it would. We weave strands of orange, green, and brown ribbon together. We are excited, impatient, and tired.

I want spring to come tomorrow. It' s too cold to be without a nest.