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I can tell it's spring.
I have that antsy feeling. That feeling that my life is in a terrible rut. That feeling that I need to change what I'm doing, what I'm wearing, where I live, who I'm with.
It's the feeling that makes me want to run away from all of my responsibilities and take some chances, on my own.
Most people love spring. I hate it. I always feel out of control and unsatisfied in the spring. Summer brings lassitude back to my life; fall invigorates and inspires me; winter refreshes me. But spring makes me realize all the things I'm unhappy about.
I have that antsy feeling. That feeling that my life is in a terrible rut. That feeling that I need to change what I'm doing, what I'm wearing, where I live, who I'm with.
It's the feeling that makes me want to run away from all of my responsibilities and take some chances, on my own.
Most people love spring. I hate it. I always feel out of control and unsatisfied in the spring. Summer brings lassitude back to my life; fall invigorates and inspires me; winter refreshes me. But spring makes me realize all the things I'm unhappy about.
