I do not understand how the weather can influence me in such a strong manner... The other day I was about to slowly but surely slip into the darkness; now I have a feeling of exhilaration and contentment about the beautiful life I was blessed with. I talk a lot about any kind of stuffs, I feel like walking a lot, I deeply breathe the cold spring air. I need to hug all peeps around me, to awkwardly dance, to make faces, to take dozens of photos, to sing like a crazy. I smile from the bottom of my heart when I see a sunbeam among a tree's leaves and when it caress my face afterwards. I feel strong, I laugh a lot, I have a huge deposit of optimism, smiles and energy. I walk with my head turned skywards, dreaming about the metal tube cruising at 10 km above the ground. I am childish. I don't know if I wish the spring would be infinite, but I certainly wish to live more days like this one, like today: surrounded by warmth and soaked in childishness. The spring has come. ...