Springtime Blues
Spring is supposed to be the best time for renewal and change for many. The season for cleaning and refreshing from a winter season. The time for love and affection. I have never seen springtime as a season of any of that. During this time, I get the most depressed. Not about any paticular reason, but a broad spectrum of many little things. Maybe I am rambling but I don't care. I look out and I see the faces of all the happy people, the couples holding hands or kissing or worse. I look at that and I envy them. In all the years I've looked, I could never find that in my life. I just find heartache and disappointment. Usually the only time I am happy (so to speak) is when I can do things that make me happy. Reading a good book, playing a great video game, or going to see a good movie. But the only thing is I end up doing these things all alone. Not all the time mind you, but mostly as such.