(gloominess in the outside world.)
The weather of a season seems so had to define. In the Midwest the rapid changes on temperature (from mid 70's to 20's tonight.. from rain to snow) have been so odd and made feelings of spring. The pouring rain always seem to align with the misplacing of my umbrella, the constant forgetting to buy a pair of rain boots, and having classes at opposite ends of my school's campus. Though it does bring peaceful sleep!
January seemed as normal; new year beginning excitement dread/happiness of new semester courses... then gone in a flash. February is right around the bay and I am happy to say that I am excited for one of my favorite months.
Readers, what is your favorite month?