fuck a april shower, flowers are here today

It's been a long time.

The Portland winter came around and kicked my butt once again, trapped indoors, struggling for positive things to focus on, I languished. I think that's the most polite way to say it.

But Spring is here again. How do I know? Is it because I quit my second job and proceeded to have a fantastic weekend in the best weather of the year (riding my bike all across town, getting sunburned even, a little touch of almond finding its way onto my arms, dancing on a Saturday night, ping pong outdoors, basically perfection)? Is it because my other job is starting to come together and treat me well (I mean I was getting flowers delivered to my desk on Friday)? Or is it just more simply because the ducks in my life are getting in a row or whatever it is that those ducks do?

No, it's because I spent the day indoors today, watching sports, playing videogames, watching movies, and little else; I loved it. It's been a long time coming. I'm fed, warm, confident, and capable, and my daily plate is full enough at the moment that taking a breather like today is exactly what I needed.

It's here, kids. Spring is here.