/lit/ - Literature

The seasons have such a control over my body and life, to the point that I am beginning to realize that they have a larger effect on my mood than anything I can do of my own volition. The smell of the air and the subtle change of lighting that ushers in the transition from winter to spring energizes me like nothing else. It's like I un-age twenty years every spring. Everything is new and vibrant. It seems like change is possible and anything can happen. In a single moment I can go from utter pessimism to the highest reaches of hope. I feel like a newborn infant when I smell the rain and see the flowers bloom