I love spring. The green grass poking it's heads through the barrenness. New flowers budding after being dormant all these months.
Sometimes I rush through life, just wanting to hurry up and get to my destination. And this time, I don't think it's without cause. The winter of my 39th year is almost over, and for that I'll be glad!
So hurry up Spring, and get here!
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