Spring is confusing. No one knows what they are doing and everyone's plans are up in the air like pollen searching for a place to land. It can feel liberating but at the same time frustrating for someone who is as impatient as I am. The weather is always reminding me of this. Nature is renewing itself and the rain is carrying away all the garbage off the streets so that the city can breathe. I get more and more restless as the days grow warmer.
