Spring has officially sprung, but the weather has yet to warm up to my liking. I have been trudging to and from class dressed in layers. In April. I am tired of shivering in my classrooms. I am longing for the longer days where it is warm from early in the morning to late at night.

So I want to be able to wear flip flops again, is that too much of a request? I have suffered through these harsh Western New York winter months, and I am happy to report I have made it this far. January was tough, for the winter winds were merciless and the snow kept coming down. Although February was the shortest month of the year, it felt like the days dragged on an on. Valentines Day showed me no love with sub-zero temperatures. March finally showed some grass when the snow eventually melted, only for it to return the very beginning of April. The only time I am a fan of winter is in November and December. After New Years, I want to escape to the beach and soak up the sun.

Personally, when I start to wear flip flops, I have summer on my mind. I look forward to the early mornings, with the fresh cut grass and the warm blue skies. I look forward to the late nights with friends, huddled around a roaring bonfire sharing stories about our days at school or predictions for whats to come. I look forward to the trips to the beach with my friends. I look forward to lazy Sundays where I can relax outside and not have to worry about if I need a sweatshirt or a blanket or what not.

So please, winter, go away. You can come back in a few months when you are supposed to. But for now, let summer come back. I appreciate the effort you're making to stay, but I think it's time to let summer take over for a bit. Winter is over. I want spring to warm it up for summer so I can finally wear my flip flops again.