I love the seasons. I love how they change. An ending, and a new beginning.
I don’t mean spring, summer, fall, and winter.
I mean seasons of life.
When something ends, and something new begins.
This semester of school is coming to an end. Tomorrow in fact.
This brings on a new schedule, new plans, some new dreams, and new goals.
I love dreaming.
I love planning
and I love doing.
A new season is beginning. I’m excited for the things that are to come.
Summer, bring it on. I will make a dream out of you.