This post is not for creative writing/juice flowing purposes. It is simply to yell at the world: I HATE SNOW IN APRIL!!
There, it's out. But I don't feel much better. This morning I woke up and the wind was howling. I rummaged out my winter coat that I had gleefully put away. I trudged through the bitterness to the bustop. I heaved huge sighs of woe all day at work because every time I looked out the window all I could see was white and wind. It was very depressing. We all felt it. Even our patients. All in all it was a very sad day, and now I'm going to go crawl under my warm covers and dream about a real April with showers and flowers rather than snow.. and.... dead flowers.