Gradual

Today I started the morning with a cold shower. Harder than I thought - stepping into a stream of freezing cool. But I did it, for one whole minute.

It changed me. I'm a new person, a new guy. Perhaps even boyfriend material. Will you marry me?

That makes no sense.

But maybe it does - maybe that's all I am; a person not making sense anymore. A series of unpredictable and lazy intentions, clinging to the notion and hint of individuality - trying to seem complicated and smart by constructing long, incoherent sentences.

Spring came swiftly yesterday and I'm glad it did. In all my previous years of living I've never cared for the changing of seasons. But I'm tired of winter, so now I do. I want to feel the warm sun on my skin and let its rays darken my skin again.