Newness, out of the grit. Will spring truly emerge with a non pandemic-ey future? Who knows… I do know in my dream it was all doom and gloom in a black and white era. A brief option to take an escape through tab called “Joy”… and in the blink of an eye the sun was setting in all the brilliant colors one could think of. Out of the black and white era, and into color vision. I don’t know about you… but I’m ready!!!!!