April is almost here. April is always a strange month of beginnings and endings for me. Spring swings into step full-time and I begin shedding ideas, loves, old weights that hold me back. Last year I met a friend for ice cream in the middle of April and he laughed watching me dance around and told me he'd never seen me so happy. He had known me in the three other seasons but said that Spring suited me best. Maybe.
Oh, I have so much to say and so much holding me back from saying it. I need to learn how to un-censor myself. I'm practicing.