I think this is the first time when by saying “season” I don’t actually mean the four seasons of the year, rather a large period of time.

I’ve mentioned quite a lot, that I’m a very nostalgic, past-oriented person. No matter how happy I am now, even if my life is ideal at this very moment, there’s a big part of me who always misses the past, and would do anything to re-live those moments once again. I don’t know if it’s good or bad, I guess just like with everything in life, it needs to be balanced. Past can be a great teacher, a reminder and motivator, the happy memories will always manage to cheer you up when you need it. But that’s not what I wanna talk about right now.

Recently, I’ve been having one of those melancholic moments, as I was reminiscing about the spring of 2022. And I felt sad, because it was a very jolly period, and I really wanted this spring to be like that too. I kept comparing these two periods, always having flashbacks of last year and it felt like nothing is the same. This bare thought made me blue, until I realized, that it can’t and won’t be the same, but that doesn’t mean that this spring is bad simply because it isn’t like the last one. And that it would be really boring and uninteresting for me if I had a repetitive experience 2 years in a row.

Later, I started remembering everything that has been happening this spring, and I realized that there was a lot of cool things going on, which I didn’t appreciate enough, things I took for granted or didn’t “notice” just because my mind was more focused on the past.

And for a moment I imagined that next spring I will definitely feel nostalgic for this one. I will listen to the songs I’m listening now, remember the good days, and this year’s atmosphere, feel melancholic and start comparing again. And it can go on and on, hence why I say, every season has its story. The story will have happy moments and sad ones, exciting days and boring ones, but that’s the beauty of life.

But as much as I love reminiscing, I also understand that life goes on right here, right now. And that I shouldn’t waste it by daydreaming about the good old days, but should try and make these days count, even if they’re nothing like the past ones. I can still go back and remember the past, let it inspire or cheer me up once again, but I don’t want to keep comparing and be dissatisfied with the present, just because it’s different. Different doesn’t always mean bad, on the contrary, it’s something new, something to be excited about to explore.

So, I decided to make a random post in order to capture the vibes of this spring, be grateful for it and use it as a reminder for the future me.