Spring = Love? No. Just no.

Spring is ...

For starters, spring is awesome. Kinda my favorite season. I mean I'm not discriminating all the other seasons, but yeah. Just like every mother has a favorite child.

I believe a normal person's first thoughts about spring would be in connection with love, or at least something deep and emotional. Like how romantic the little singing birds are, and the fresh air brushing against their cheeks is just amazing. The sunshine is lovely and even a rainbow might pop out somewhere in the picture perfect blue sky. The nature is just fascinating; cute animals roaming around, nice-smelling flowers everywhere. Well...no. Just no. I snapped out of this picture ages ago. Call me a buzz-kill.

For me spring brings internal innovations. I have more opportunities to spend time with my family due to the holidays in this season e.g. Easter, 1st of May etc. and I can express myself in much more ways than for example, in winter. By expressing myself I mean I do things I like more frequently. This includes wearing more revealing clothes, reading in the backyard and getting spiritually ready for The Summer. Yeah, like this, with capital letters.

About me AND my friends in the spring...Crazy. What we do is just crazy stuff. Together. That's what makes it fun and crazy. This is the time for running barefoot on the soft lawn, singing in the rain (yeah, we actually do that)and of course wild pre-summer parties. Okay, not as wild as in Spring Breakers but still. By the way, this movie is the reason I waited for spring all autumn and winter!

Here's the trailer in case you wanna check it out:

*Nota Bene:
Don't think now I'm some kind of an alcoholic, or drug addict or a moral-less freak. I read a lot about this movie and I think it has deeper meaning than it seems to have. I think it tries to guide us into the world of nowadays American Dream.