As of March 20, winter is officially over and spring is here. Spring is by far my favourite season of the year because it’s the most confident. Sure, summer’s hot, but the pressure for summer lovin’ gives me humid, sweaty anxiety. Autumn is pretty and full of pumpkin spice—but it also abruptly forces you back to school and back to the grind. Winter’s full of sparkly holidays; but the festive season also means wet feet, cold hands, and gift-buying-induced credit card debt.
Spring is different. It’s your first chance to bust out dresses without boots and tights, to expose some skin, and get free vitamin D. Even if you’re stuck in an end-of-semester slump, now you can go outside and see those first flowers starting to bloom—a new beginning is budding.
SHARON MIKI
