The Airportline: Observations

Today spring came. From where you ask? I don't know, it just came, I guess it had nothing better to do. I've said this four times already, that spring came, that is. So don't believe me if I'm wrong, again. But anyways, it's coming, now. And I'm going, out, soon. Have you looked at yourself in the spring sun? I have the same skin colour as milk, in the sun. Without sun I'm just pail. This is the case for most people, I tell myself and my skin. I don't know if that makes it more ok. Maybe it's just factual.

The cars outside my window are driving a little bit faster today. Maybe cause they see better now that it's not raining, or maybe it's spring. I bike faster in spring, become more effective, go from place A to place B, in time X. X is a good time cause you decide what it is. It's your own control button. So you go out, with spring and control in your mind, and then you get slapped by the Amsterdam wind. It doesn't care that it's spring for the fourth time, it's still there, blowing you in the face. Laughing at you and your control.