February’s time capsule post is finished somewhere, written on the back of a grocery list that I can no longer find, but here’s March. March 2012 will forever be cemented in my mind as consisting of: The smell of the ocean Sunshine Breezes smelling like snow Freak weather Sore feet Subway stations Plane engines Crowds Barbeque salmon Radishes Sushi Tessa and “Creeper” Leverage The Arctic Air finale (and billboard) Cambie after dark Books Editing Nail polish The co-op Contemplation Sweet potato fries Fire alarms going off while I was in the shower Feet cuddles The feeling of coming home and lots of epic hugs