prezzel of passion

Sometimes in the evening I look back at the day and I try to think of a song which best expresses what happened or how I felt.
Well the first thing that came up my mind this morning at 7 am was: wine. (I had to get up to drive my mum to work) Wine was the first thing on my mind since I had drank a few glasses of wine the evening before and when I looked in the mirror my lips were kind of violet. Well it was redwine.
When I opened a window around midday more or less every bird in the garden was making a sound. Usually I am pretty annoyed by this sound however today it sounded quite nice. And the air that filled my room it smelled like... like spring... like summer.
Spring! Summer! I immediately began smiling. I love this moment. This only happens twice a year. Once when summer begins and the second time when winter starts. Well not officially but for me.
The summer-smell-day is usually when spring begins. It smells like warmth, sun, ice-cream.... and hayfever! But on this first day of spring it doesn't matter. Actually I felt like wearing a skirt and a top. I considered it for a moment. Then I thougt about the look on my mothers face. So I decided to wear a jeans and a short-sleeve shirt. And a jacket. (However I took off the jacket during the shopping and everybody kept staring at me)
The winter-smell-day is mostly around September-October. Usually you can easily recognize it if you know me since I keep running around shouting that Christmas will be there soon. Wonderful. I love this.

So this evening I thought about wine, birds singing, spring, seasons. And the first song I came up with was 'Seasons in the sun' by Terry Jacks. O_o
It still feels kind of awkward.