Spring

Life decided to be kind to me for one more day and carry the beautiful weather through Sunday. It's supposed to rain for the next three days but I spent the better part of today outside washing my car anyway.
It's officially Spring, and now the leaves just need to come back on the trees so I can enjoy the beauty that permeates my hometown.
Spring is my favorite season by far. I love Summer too, but Spring for me is just so much better. After a long winter, everything just feels hopeful, and it is the time that I remember that anything is possible and depression is a selfish waste of time. I may still take a walk, because I know the rest of the week is not going to be favorable weather-wise, but I figured I would take a short break and write for a bit because this seems to be becoming a daily thing again. I used to have another journal in which I wrote down every little detail of life. I just realized I don't need every detail, and this journal is very different from that old one. I feel like it's simpler. Sometimes simplicity is important. No one really knows that I have this journal. It's just for me. Writing, however mundane the things I may write about can be, is very therapeutic for me. It's nice to write things that don't ever have to be graded or judged and they can just be there, so if I want to look back and see how I was feeling or what I was dealing with, I can. It puts things in a valuable perspective.