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I almost feel silly saying it, but I am happy. I am happy happy happy. For two solid weeks at least (barring some daily commuter cranky or organizational worries), I am just plain happy. Not a manic happy or super-high rocket to the moon wild happy or a too-mellow cozy content, but a simple, plain and pure, spring is in the air and all is well and good happy.
So there. :)
Spring has always been my favorite season, when I always feel most alive and optimistic and playful. But more than that, not just snow but tensions, worries, fears, and mournfulness are melting away, like a hazy fog.
So there. :)
Spring has always been my favorite season, when I always feel most alive and optimistic and playful. But more than that, not just snow but tensions, worries, fears, and mournfulness are melting away, like a hazy fog.