No coats in spring

At the beginning of winter, I love the cold. I guess it's really just that I love to bundle up. I enjoy feeling the cold on my face while I'm so cozy beneath the layers.

Well, I love to be bundled up in myself... I'm not a very open person. I'm okay to feel the abrasive nature of others, and I'll passively deal with it until I'm blue in the face. But I very much dislike throwing my life out in the open for everyone to see. So I'll stay bundled up because it's comfortable; and like a coat is on an icy day, sometimes my shelter is necessary.

Now, though, I'm aspiring to be one-hundred-percent honest. As far as that goes, I can take off my coat. It's springtime for so many reasons.