I just want it to be spring. I miss the sun and being warm and seeing big fluffy clouds. I want to watch the tree outside my window bud and grow leaves, and I want to see robins again. I miss robins. They were my grandpa's favorite.
I want to be able to take walks with my dogs without freezing, and ride my bike to go cat sit, and I want to see purple sunsets and feel warm breezes and see honeybees in my garden.
This winter has made me feel dead inside. I mean, winter always does, but... This one was rough. I'm ready for spring again.
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Part Two: the Sequel
RandomHeyyo, my last book reached the maximum post limit, so I'm continuing it here!