So tired of being wet...
It is spring here, bright green leaves are spreading through the woods, and the first crocusses are fading already. I saw blooming daffodils the other day. Now, if only the rain would stop. Something to bear in mind when you start to fundamentally change major elements of your life: It is possible to change too many things at once, and suddenly, circuits start to blow, until all you want to do is sit still and wait for shards and ashes to stop falling from the sky. And the rain. Metaphors mix... Sign in to see full entry.