The streets are warming up and bring all the warm things with them. There are people I haven't seen in months who have suddenly rediscovered the streets.
"I'm going climbing in the park," says Hellion.
I'm sure he will enjoy it.
There is youthful exuberance all around me but I don't buy into it. I want to escape my apartment but find my events cancelled.
I need to get out.
This is certainly true.
But it is getting warmer. Something will happen.