february
Don't ask me why, but for some reason, I have never been so happy to see January leave and a new month begin. But I am -- happy it is the first of February.
Could be because I found myself blindsided by hard and deep emotions last month (blindsided explaining too well their unexpected onslaught). Could be because I was so tired of seeing all of those January 31st deadlines for summer internships.
But, hey, the beginning of February, usually the greyest and most dismal of months, feels like the first day of spring, and the start of a belated new year.
Could be because I found myself blindsided by hard and deep emotions last month (blindsided explaining too well their unexpected onslaught). Could be because I was so tired of seeing all of those January 31st deadlines for summer internships.
But, hey, the beginning of February, usually the greyest and most dismal of months, feels like the first day of spring, and the start of a belated new year.
posted by Kathy O'Brien at 5:42 pm
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