I love spring because it allows you to be soft. For the opportunity to dream again, to make plans again and not be afraid. It is like a gentle friend who says: you did it, you are here, you can do anything. Spring is inside me — in smiles, in the way I look at the sky, in the way I believe that good things are nearby. And even if it is still cold — I know that something warm is already on the way.
I walk the streets and notice little things: how the lilacs bloom, how raindrops remain on the windows, how girls put on dresses and start to glow. I love this awakening of the world. I feel like I'm part of something big, beautiful and very alive. Spring makes me fall in love with everything around me - and especially with myself. Do you also have this feeling that the whole world is a big, tender postcard just for you?