Ode to the First Spring Rainstorm

While I must admit it still looks like dead stick hell outside, the smell of spring is undeniable.



It's rainy, there are birds chirping, and I can actually smell the sun. This has a potent effect on me both physically and mentally. I want to wrap my arms around strangers. I want to wear Jackie O sunglasses--sun, clouds, or night. I want to drive everywhere and nowhere.




Dearest Reader, do you feel spring too?