Ah, summer is ever so close again, a favorite season of mine: colours are fine, it's warm enough and I can get some sunlight finally.

Though only at this age I've come to realize that there's a strange effect the season changes does - and for me, it seems to be ramping up my anxiety: since last weekend, few things kept me nerveous and the effect still lingers to this moment. I am trying to keep myself calm and comfortable, but with how I end up worrying needlessly in my head, it can be very difficult to deal with at times.

Otherwise I feel alright. Just wanted to get this thought out of my chest and update my journal so it doesn't show the thing that's now two months old. I hope you all people out there are doing well enough and take equally good care of yourselves.