oh april,

You are so pretty, and you know just how to tickle happiness into my mornings with glorious foggy sunrises across the airport on my way to work.

You are the beginning of warm days and chilly nights. You give us rain and daffodils and the greenest grass the year will ever see.

You are heavy with your early humidity, but that weight feels oddly appropriate for the month. It is going to be a quiet month, a month where I want to spend time by myself for a while.

You are my least favorite month, but, somehow, you are still so nice.


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