I dreamed last night

That I’d missed the spring. I don’t know what else was going on, but at some point, I realized that everything was full green. The trees casting shade and the world all colorful and I stopped in shock and grief and cried “I missed the little buds!!” The notion that this simple joy had gone unnoticed seemed unforgivable. The alarm brought relief for a change. Hello, cold crappy yucky March! Good to see you. 😅