Весна перемен: жду или иду вперед?

It's spring. Every year at this time something happens...something that stays with me for a long time...until either a new year I or an even bigger event in my life. And now it's spring. Waiting. Oh no, who am I kidding, now I make a step first, either provoking fate, or with a desire to save time I try to show up to the meeting with changes.

May is ahead, which, as I think, will increase the saturation of the event cocktail of my life. In the meantime, walking the last hours before my flight on the already green grass, immersing myself in my thoughts... at some point you find yourself back among snow drifts and a sky shrouded in viscous clouds. Not the kind of spring that lifts your spirits. Not the kind of spring that begets the new. Except that spring is within us, isn't it! But the time of sadness we need may be right now. While it still happens to be dark outside the window, you can, wrapped in a plaid and cuddles, sink, looking nowhere in the distance ...

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