Diary of a 20-Something

Springtime, for as long as I can remember, has been my least favorite season of the year. I love the winter cold, the fall breezes, and the summer beach trips. Spring? I either want cold or hot weather, sunshine or rain, shorts or pants.

Dearest readers, I had a realization the other day.

Before I delve into all that, let me start with this: When I was in my last semester of college, I read a book called Winter Birds, written by a local author.