The soft thud of footsteps made me drift into consciousness. Thoughts immediately began racing through my head before I could even pick out my surroundings. Please be a snow day! Please be a snow day! I heard the morning ritual play out downstairs. A door opening, my dog rushing outside, then more footsteps… but not going up the stairs. This time, they grew fainter. I slowly forced myself to roll over and check the time, 7:26. Snow day. I let a small grin stretch across my face as the day just got even better. March is my favorite month, ever, and I had been counting down to this day for the past week. Between dance, Slice of Life, signs of spring, and even just rotating chores in my own house, makes for a pretty amazing month. Now to add on no school on the first day fills me with this indescribable happiness.