Raindrops are drumming on the roof, for the first time since last autumn. The sky is grey. All the rainwater and melting snow together transform the world into a puddleworld. Huge, gigantic puddles are everywhere, because the water has nowhere to go; the soil is still frozen.

My mood matches the weather. Feeling confused and alone. Too many thoughts in my head. Too much anxiety that I have been bottling up inside of me. My life is going to the right direction, that I know. But something has changed. A lot has changed and cannot keep up with it all.