A Thought. (another one)

That old saying, about how when one door closes, another one opens?
something like that?
yeah, it works both ways.
one door opens, another closes.

With this whole spring springing thing going on, the temperature changes keep reminding me of high-school moments. Like how certain smells remind you of ex-girlfriends and childhood revelations. This current temperature reminds me of sneaking out just to lay on my trampoline and look at the stars. Rebel with a mundane cause.

relax to this. it's spring.