It has been the longest winter of my life. Constant snow. Constant cloudiness. Constant rain. Gloomy.
This constant state of gloominess seeps into my bones. My body becomes cold and I no longer have motivation to get out of bed. I hate being alone.
But now. The first inklings of spring have come.
The sun is out. The skies are clear. The temperature is warmer. Flowers are starting to bloom. I wake up to the sounds of birds outside my window. Sunset is now at 21:00.
I get out of bed. I clean my room. I clean my apartment. I grab a book, my bag, and my camera, and head outside.
The warmth. I haven’t felt it since November. I feel rejuvenated. I smile. I love being alone.
This feeling. New possibilities. A new perspective on my surroundings. The rush of wind brings the rush of motivation. The rush of happiness.
And then I realize: this is what spring cleaning is. Not the cleaning of the space in which you inhabit, but the cleaning of the soul. A clean slate.