“March is murky, intense and riddled with confusion.  Look right, look left, look up and look down, yet do you even know where you are?  If feels like Alice in Wonderland and Darth Vader went on a date.  Visions of hope, succumb to visions of doom, and yet we must preserve.  Wild weather (can be interpreted many ways) spins you around, and drops your feet upon the ground. Do your best to find your place, and know in the end we will send grace.”