and all you want to do is sit outside and listen to the birds sing.
I often have flashbacks that start this way: “this day a year ago”.
This day a year ago I would wake up every night to check my email. The windows of my room were covered in frost, but I knew that it would thaw under the stubborn northern sun later in the day. I had hope, I had hope for the warm days to come soon, and I had hope that my life would change.
Now I am here, sitting under a blossoming cherry tree, thinking about my final paper on case study. It is that time of the year again, though. Time to set new goals and hope for something good to happen soon.