The Unclenching Of The Season

I heard some birds on the way to work today. They had probably been there for a week, at least, but I hadn’t noticed, because cities unclench before their people do. Further evidence of unclenching? The office is too warm because the heat was set, by humans, to anticipate deathly cold. And look: Sunday might be the last day the air dips below freezing! At least until we all go through this serotonin deprivation ritual again in like seven months.

A few more signs:

— Watched The Slap yesterday and thought, “actually not bad!”
 — This “rural pop” (?) song I just heard
 — New Kendrick Lamar still good
 — Jon Hamm out of rehab
 — Shorts talk
 — That whole Fran Lebowitz interview
 — Left work before dark
 — Yesterday coffee guy made iced coffee out of espresso and today he had it in a jug
 — Gyms crowded again after customary Jan-March dip
 — Some bugs

Friday was the first day of spring but it brought no relief. Now — just now, at this very moment! — it is time to unclench.