Spring walks are awesome. The excitement when finding something new from the nature. To see blossoms, flowers and new little green burst out of gray ground. Spring awakes some bittersweet emotions... I love it but it makes me a little restless. Time flies and instead of enjoying I find my self worrying about not having the time to enjoy. Get me?
"Of course I’ll hurt you.
Of course you’ll hurt me. Of course we will hurt each other.
But this is the
very condition of existence. To become spring, means accepting the risk of
To become presence, means accepting the risk of absence."