Spring is overwhelming me. I guess this will be one of the most beautiful springs ever, since I will be working harder than I have done for any exam in my life. No, it's not like being back in school and reading physics under the lilacs. This is more like trying to do a long-distance run in the full glare of a merciless sun, reminding me of how time slips away towards summer, revealing all the flaws I am trying to ignore, beating against my unprotected skin to penetrate and cast light inside of my most-cherished denials.
And the crocuses are violet - violently violet, shouting their promise of summer at me as I hurry by, yearning for the cool light of the monitor.