Saturday Afternoon in the Spring

April 26, 2025

Today is a beautiful Spring day. It’s sunny and warm—but not too warm. The trees are green and flowers are blooming. The world is awake and alive. I’m not at work.

I’ve been having a nice time. I got a blog post out of my drafts and posted this morning. Then in the afternoon I went out to a cafe. I sat down with a donut and coffee and worked on a new idea for a fanfiction I had that I’m really excited about.

There’s a used clothes store down the street from that cafe. I popped in there mostly to see if they had any belts, as I need a new one. But I didn’t have any luck with that. They also had some nice looking shoes that caught my eye—but nothing in my size. C’est la vie. The nice thing about those kinds of places is that there’s different stuff every time you go, so I can just check back in a week or two and try again.

I walked the long way home, about two and a half miles. A little bit of it was to burn off that donut, but mostly just because it was a nice day and I have a nice route.

All in all it was a very pleasant day.

The world is a scary place. The trajectory of things is, to put it mildly, fucked. So many things are on metaphorical and/or literal fire. And the sense of doom is not confined to only the bad things that are happening. It creeps into the good too. I find myself wanting to qualify every bit of pleasure in life. Even the small, quiet moments like sitting down with a book and a cup of coffee come with a mental “the rest of the world is terrible but at least this is nice.” It’s maddening. I hate it.

But

Even so

Despite it all

The sun is bright. The sky is blue. The birds are singing songs of spring.

On this day:

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