Spring...almost

I've been venting (reading: bitching) about stuff going on here too much these days, and I don't want people to get the wrong impression about how I feel about this city. I absolutely love London, and I love living in London - it's just that sometimes life here can get so stressful and tiring, especially when you have academic pressures on top of it all. But then suddenly, out of nowhere, you'll be walking down the street and something will suddenly remind you about how much you love this city. I had another one of those moments today. The weather has been getting warmer these days, and today was absolutely gorgeous. Blue skies, white fluffy clouds, a nice cool breeze, and the sun was shining. I had an errand to run on Oxford Street today and I was walking along the busy Friday afternoon streets, with only a light jacket on, with swarms of people bustling about, with my iPod on, and I suddenly felt in a better mood than I've felt in weeks. It's almost spring, and I'm starting to feel it - that wonderful energy you get when spring suddenly descends upon the city and you can finally take your coats off the coat rack in the entrance hall and pack them away in the suitcase under your bed. Restaurants, café's, and pubs have put their tables back outside, and people were sitting around today having an afternoon pint and enjoying the end of winter. Winter seemed never ending, and it was damn cold this year (apparently one of the coldest winters London has had in years). I love this weather now - when it's not quite warm enough to leave the house without a light jacket, you're still wearing your sweaters and Doc Martens, but you're no longer bundled up under layers of coats and scarves.

It's so true how the weather can totally change your state of mind. It was such a shame I had to walk back to the library this afternoon and hit the books.