Spring has sprung. The warm rains and bird songs have arrived, along with the constant anxiety about whether there is one last winter storm, monsoon, or other weather-related calamity in store before we can relax into the rapture of late spring. As we wait for the other shoe to drop, like all good neurotic parents, we might embark on a spring cleaning mission that involves yelling at our families out of nowhere about what a pigsty we live in, proclaiming that we are going to start a new mental health journey with the help of a revolutionary new $700 app, or renewing all of our workout gear and furiously throwing away any food product that does not come from the perimeter of the grocery store.
Sprung
Sprung
Sprung
Spring has sprung. The warm rains and bird songs have arrived, along with the constant anxiety about whether there is one last winter storm, monsoon, or other weather-related calamity in store before we can relax into the rapture of late spring. As we wait for the other shoe to drop, like all good neurotic parents, we might embark on a spring cleaning mission that involves yelling at our families out of nowhere about what a pigsty we live in, proclaiming that we are going to start a new mental health journey with the help of a revolutionary new $700 app, or renewing all of our workout gear and furiously throwing away any food product that does not come from the perimeter of the grocery store.