Spring, I'm beginning to loathe you.
You flirt with me with your 55 degree weather. Your "jacket-less" days. Your blue skies.
Then you dump what seems like 20 inches of rain, cold temperatures and strong wind on me.
Oh, and did I mention the cold you gave me? Why is it that EVERY TIME you show your little face, I get sick? And end up wanting to cut my head off because it hurts so bad every time I cough. But I can't stop coughing or sneezing because of that horrible stuff in my throat. Awesome, Spring. Just awesome.
I hope your fairer cousin, Summer, gets here soon.
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