One Month

I have one month left to figure out what I want to do with my bank account before they try to wrench it from me like blood from a beautiful and jubilant maid. The warmth and ebbing humidity has me reminiscing of April in London. Early spring is my favourite time of year. You can smell the green swelling up under the rain and the humidity starts to get just a tiny bit stifling when it's mixed with winter heating. It's all so romantic.