days are indeed, getting longer, as they are annually wont to do

Spring is sproinging, as more prolific interscribes have said before me, and the concordant schedule shift is strange. Getting up 15 minutes later every day, eating dinner later & later every night, it is just strange to feel the rhythyms of the seasons in my chemically-tweaked body.

I have been having weird issues with fertility lately, i am not sure to what degree they are seasonal and to what degree they are chemical. As many women do, often not totally voluntarily, i take a tri-phasic birth control pill, and boy howdy does it fuck me up sometimes.

Everything has become incredibly busy. I sort of feel like free time is a thing of the past, but i remember that Every Year, I feel this way, and Every Year, it mellows out.