Spring?

A bit of warm weather has spread across NYC. Today it seemed like the first day of spring after a long winter. Depression has been aching on the edges of my subconscious, and I needed this boost to keep me going until I can go home. I love this city, but it begs for unhappiness. I feel unsatisfied as of late, and cannot figure out what it is that haunts me. I suppose it is general lonliness, made all thhe more obvious by my friend's complaints of being single. Things like this shouldn't be brought to my attention. I suppose another factor is my restlessness. I have been tied to this city since mid-August, and if I am not allowed to roam I feel anxious. I almost feel as if the city is trying to strangle me at times, to take my will and destroy it. So, this change in the weather has brought me muc happiness, as well as constantly listening to The Cure. Today is Friday, so let's hope for love.