so i’m pretty sure i almost hyperventilated on my way to work this morning. there is a jasmine bloom boom going down on Anson Street and it was all i could do to keep from falling off my bike as I rode through the aromatic spectacle just before 8:00am.
i become a fool around the jasmine. i feel this urgent need to appreciate it as much as possible which means breathing in as much as possible which means nearly hyperventilating.
slick, i am not.
(so yeah, the jasmine is back, and i’m still here. it’s alright.)
