I'm looking through the window, craving for a summer storm. I have never felt like this in spring; these feelings are reserved for summer. I’m tired and worn out and I need something to happen, something to change.
Usually I feel like this in summer, after weeks of unbearable heat and drought.
I know I’m feeling like this because I haven’t been out for weeks. I need to go out and enjoy this beautiful spring instead of lying in bed, ill. I need and want to get better.
I’m looking through the window, craving for summer and for summer storms.