It's interesting coming back to school after two weeks off - the first breaths are so pure, full of creativity and beauty, directed with such force and clarity. It's like spring all over again, thawing after a brief winter, and it's lovely. I had almost forgotten what this kind of drive was like, entrenched as I was in the battlefield. But the rain's cleared, the mud's dried, and we've all lain down our guns. Now, all that remains is to gather the music of the soundtrack of our lives and use the magic.

It's a careful return to life, I suppose... Breathe it all in, every second of it, every rainbow-studded teardrop of it, and let it fuel your soul.