
Taylor Swift really knew what she was doing when she wrote the lyric “all my mornings are Mondays stuck in an endless February”, that’s exactly what this month has felt like. I’ve come to realize that February is the worst month for me because I spend the entire month feeling like Eurydice saying “is it finished yet?” to Orpheus regarding his song that is supposed to bring back Spring. Like, hurry up and finish the song, bestie, I can only take so much more of this!
It may not be my favorite month of the year, but let’s recap February, shall we?
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