So, listen, Mother Nature. You and I need to have a talk.
Ahem.
I like you. I really do. I spend a lot of time with you. Almost every morning in fact, and extra on the weekends in the afternoons and evenings.
But lately, it seems that you’ve changed. I know, we all change as time goes on, and by and large I understand. Sometimes, you’re shining warm and inviting. Sometimes, you’re gentle and soothing. Sometimes you’re hurtful, chilling and biting. Sometimes you’re oppresive, stifling and strangling. Sometimes you’re downright destructive.
I feel like I take these moods in stride, like all dedicated companions. I find joy in most of these moods, and feel like we can share some really great moments in almost all of them. During those times that you make it abundantly clear that you’d like to be alone, I try to respect that.
But seriously, it’s APRIL bitch. Get a grip. You need to fucking MOVE ON.