Spring is a really confusing season. Some days feel like summer. Some days like autumn. And only a few days really feel like spring. The perfect temperature, a soft breeze, flowers in trees.
Those are the kind of days where I feel blessed to be alive. Where everything consuming my mind just falls away.I spend a good amount of my time thinking about what my life will look like in a while. When school is over. When I’m on my own. And at those moments I kind of relate to spring. Because some days I get excited and others I get scared, and some days I feel content.
Contentment is really the best place to live and breathe. I wish I had a cute little house on contentment island and i would just enjoy life every day. Wake up early, dance on the beach, swim in the sea, walk in the woods and end everyday by watching the sun set.
