April in Finland

I woke this morning and saw sunlight streaming through my blinds. Excited by the prospect of Spring finally arriving, I jumped out of bed, hoisted up the blind and found it was only the street lamp illuminated against the overcast sky.
Go back to bed and will the sun to shine when I open my eyes again.
When I look out the window I am devastated to find it´s now snowing.

This is Spring in this country.
No wonder no-one writes songs about it. It´s so fucking depressing.

I´m trying to keep positive. Yesterday one of the kids at work found a blade of grass and it was so exciting we all stood around it and stared for about 20 minutes. Even when it rains now I get a little flicker of hope in my heart. Because rain is not snow. Rain melts snow. When snow is melted it´s Spring.

No-one seems to remember a Winter this long, except for those who remember it snowing in June. I don´t want to talk to anyone anymore!

I must admit, I´m finding it hard to imagine feeling warmth on my skin anymore... it just sems like a long forgotten dream.