The cycle is vicious. When it is summer, I long for fall. When it is fall, I long for winter. When it is winter, I long for spring. When it is spring, I long for summer. Repeat. It is a horrible cycle that never ends because I love different aspects of each season which are unique to the season itself. Take winter for example; in winter I love the crisp, cool weather and the plethora of sweaters that invades my closet. Unfortunately though, those sweaters are getting a hot and uncomfortable and the abundance of snow hitting Richmond is ridiculous. More than anything right now I am wishing for spring.
Spring means many things for me. For one thing, it is the beginning of showchoir season which is always fun! It is also the only time of the year where wearing shorts and a sweatshirt is considered socially acceptable. Not only that, it is also the time of year where it is warm enough for me to run outside again, which is my favorite thing to do! Spring also provides warm, shady spots to curl up with a book outside in the backyard and by the river, which is something I really need to do. It also means that we are getting closer and closer to graduation and Spring Break!
"When spring came, even the false spring, there were no problems except to where to be happiest. The only thing that could spoil a day was people and if you could keep from making engagements, each day had no limits. People were always the limiters of happiness except for the very few that were as good as spring itself." Ernest Hemingway, A Moveable Feast
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