I always believed that I wasn't one of those people that were affected by seasonal sadness.
As soon as the first real sun shine shines down on me , the trees and everything else in between, I feel like I've come back to life for the first time in a while.
It's not like I dislike winter , I love it , at least most of it. But that short period of time between spring and the snow not giving in, feels like I don't exist at all.
Spring is finally here and everything is so alive. It makes me hold on for another day.
