The seasons have changed once again somehow I've missed it. I didn't enjoy the autumn leaves like I normally do. And winter...well, winter came and went, the lack of snowstorms made time move faster than the average year. I can tell it's spring by my stuffy nose and puffy eyes, I always forget I have seasonal allegories until pollen is flying in the air. I am trying to admire the flowers growing on the trees, pink and white buds. I took one photo of them while a man sitting in the car in front of the tree watched. I haven't written a poem in a while, it's been a minute. I've been busy trying to stay afloat. My mental health constantly changes. One moment I'm well, the next I'm just hanging in there. Trying to get through the day. Physically I've hit a good stride, I knock on the wood next to me after I write the line above.