It is Lent, in case you didn't notice. I have decided that for Lent I will abstain from doing everything that I never do anyway. In all seriousness, it seems to me that Lent should be seen as a time for doing things instead of not doing them. I think that everyone should spend more time just sitting still and thinking. "What the hell is the point?," while perhaps a rather flippant and irreverent question, seems also like it might be a good place to start...
The sun is shining outside. It can snow as much as it wants to as long as the sun is shining. A stanza in anticipation of spring:
"For winter's rains and ruins are over,
And all the season of snows and sins;
The days dividing lover and lover,
The light that loses, the night that wins;
And time remembered is grief forgotten,
And frosts are slain and flowers begotten,
And in green underwood and cover
Blossom by blossom the spring begins." -Swinburne
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