Spring spring spring! Written on paper at school today at 11:20 am. I should be studying but I can't seem to focus. The exam is in two hours. I'm not too worried, I've always done quite well on her exams. It's officially spring here. Even the sunny mornings are warm. The daffodils and crocuses (crocusi?) have been up for weeks and some smaller trees have sprouted leaves. Most glorious of all are the blossoms on the cherry and apple trees. Pink and white clouds hovering over lawns across the city. I was riding the train on Saturday and I could see them below me, spread out across the valley. Something about spring triggers a deep emotional response in me. I feel...hopeful, optimistic, anticipation. Partly instinct and partly conditioning, both based on the end of the cold months. Here, in Vancouver, I can have the joy of new growth and colour without suffering through the winter cold. I can even say, right at this second, that I don't mind the rain if I can take it in exchange for -20, although in the middle of it, when everything is completely saturated and soggy, a frozen winter doesn't seem so bad. Today though everything is right with the world and exams be damned. So why, then, am I sitting inside looking out? |