Spring

She looked up from her book and saw the bright sky in front of her as the sun staved off its descent, promising longer and longer days. A feeling of bouancy and life rose up in her as she thought of her plans for the night. A secret smile slipped over her face like a shadow and she thought of all the summer nights that would shortly be coming. She was still young and there were to be many more. Many moments of excitement and hope to come.
She recognized the bouancy in her. It came out now and then and she had been waiting on its arrival so she could turn into her excitable, laughing self again, daring herself and her friends on. It had been a few weeks at least since she had felt this joy rising in her. She felt brave and life and love for everything carried her up higher. Perhaps it was the light, and spring's arrival too. Suddenly she felt alive again, having cast aside all doubts, fear or anxieties like cherry blossoms in a breeze.
She waited for these moments so that life--the life she intended to live--could begin again. She was so young that disappointments in the past were shaken off like cherry blossoms in a breeze. She was young, but better yet--she knew it.