Maybe It’s The Spring

Last week was folk songs and heavy metal, Iron Maiden and the Dubliners. Last week was busy and full of schemes and plans.

Today is different. Today is skate punk and sunshine, hobbies and pretending to get stuff done in the office. Today I’m feeling floaty, detached from the world, like I’m missing something, but nothing important.

Maybe it’s the spring, a million jubilant sense-memories, the sky losing its claws and green vibrant energy bursting from every nook and cranny.

Beltane is barely a week away and this year I can feel it in my bones.

Maybe it’s the spring?