I can live with this. And, damn , it's so nice out. Despite an attempted setback last week in the form of a brief snow, Spring is coming. The clouds are dispersing, shorts are being worn, and people are happy. And it never stops.
Relationships are funny things, being rivaled only by their timing.
A year ago, I began a relationship that lasted 10 months. I guess I like April. Or some such thing. Regardless, as much as I profess to want time alone when something ends, and as much as I promise myself that I have a plan, something always starts up again soon after. Although, I am sure I butchered that quote, it gets the point across.