I (almost) miss the madness of the fall.
Most winters these past few years have found me struggling, searching for things beginning with the letter 's':
support
sanity
serenity.
This time I have just wild energy and more happy feelings than I know what to do about.
It is good. A treat, even. But so was spring and its rebirth as I climbed out into lightness and dancing.
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