I can definately feel it. Does anyone else go crazy in the spring like I do? I feel this wave of unmotivation toward anything even remotely mundane and a total drive toward anything spontaneous and adventurous.
Want to skip work, eat lunch at 10am on top of a mountain pass? I’ll be there.
Desire ice cream at 2am? Count me in.
Feeling the itch to swim the Pacific in April? I’ll beat you too it.
Howl at the moon? Yep. Sounds like a plan.
Want to climb telephone poles wearing raingear covered in grease? uh… well, maybe not THAT.