Tonight Ive done a lot of thinking. Ive been up all night, and theres been so many things that have crossed my mind. Ive never been this homesick before, and I cant wait to be back there. Im lonely, but I know that its mostly my own fault. For some odd reason Ive been pushing people away since I came here. I miss everyone...

Currently Im sitting on my bed wrapped in a blanket with my window open. T
he sounds of birds, the crisp air. Spring is here, and the world is once again waking up from a cold slumber.
Even here in this big city, only about 25 meters from a busy street, the air is fresh, and I can smell a hint of woodstove.
The early morning sky is a pale blue, and the grass is green.
I can feel the chill, but its not cold. Its refreshing.


Until this morning, I forgot just how much I love this time of year. Its not too hot, but Its not cold. The mornings are crisp and life is coming back to the trees and the bushes.
Spring, Ive missed you.