April Is the Cruelest Month...

...and I agree. Who said that, T.S. Eliot? If he did, then, finally, we have something in common.

I think May, or maybe June, will be much better for me. Like Lynn Minmay sang in Robotech:

...where silver suns have golden moons
each year has thirteen junes
that's what must be for me, to be in love...

I'm rambling, I know. I want to relive the past. Not a good sign. But I need all the help that I can get.