Spring is gross. It's wet, soggy, and filled with mosquitoes. Ants attack everything I lay down and there's flies waiting in a queue to get in my house. Allergies make it impossible for me to breath and leave me with attractively blood shot eyes.
But, oh, how I LOVE it! Everything is green and flowers are coming out. I was just out walking around and our dogwood trees are in bloom. The apple blossoms smell wonderful. There was even enough daisies to make a bouquet. I love you Earth.
Spring always makes me have epiphanies. The same epiphanies, but I'm surprised every year. If I fail at life, if I don't become an English teacher or a publicist. If I'm left bitter and alone because I'm caustic and unpersonable...There's still Spring, and it is wonderful. I don't understand how anyone can't believe that there is a God during spring time. Whatever deity you believe in. Spring must make them apparent.
So, come all ye victims of seasonal depression and rejoice! Spring is here and it is a new day.
About Me
- Aurora
- Well, I'm a reclusive dork. Which pretty much sums it all up doesn't it?
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Wieland by Charles Brockden Brown
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Jasmine Oolong
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Purple Eyeliner--It's fascinating.
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2 comments:
Beautifully written (including the part about the sogginess and the insects). It sounds really nice -- wish I was there. Here it's been cold and rainy for weeks. I think it snowed over the weekend, actually...
But I think your spring sentiments are spot on. :) It IS gross, but it's lovely. I'm glad you're enjoying it.
It was slushing here a week or two ago and now it's around 85. TN is a victim of mother nature's bi-polar tendencies of late.
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