So the cherry trees are blooming like crazy, the redbuds are pushing buds and its hard to make the argument that flowering trees aren't the pretties fucking shits in the world.
However, there are only two such trees on my drive to and from work (95% of my driving) so I don't see any cherries. At least I get plenty of dogwoods, wisteria, apples etc. But man, its all so fleeting. Last year I was gone for a week-and-a-half in April and literally missed all the wisteria except the trail end of one. Anyway, for whatever reason I've been thinking a lot about death the past few weeks and I don't know why but thinking about the trees really crystallized my thoughts. I know it isn't anything knew or profound here but a couple days ago it really sunk in for me that every moment we live we're never getting back and it's one second less to live.