Waiting For Spring

The wind is blowing in painfully cold blasts. The clouds are racing with each other. It's a gloomy day and we're waiting for the storm to come and wreak havoc on our every day routines. But the storm in my head had started already. I wish I had a space heater that I could plug into my thoughts to take away the inner chill  of anger. If it was warm and sunny outside, I could maybe take a break from the office drama and let the sun slowly bring back life through my skin but we're still far from spring. Gloom and cold is all that is waiting for me outside... and inside. I feel trapped. Maybe I'm not cut out for this?
What am I cut out for then?
Ideas float in my head but I can't hold on to any of them. They're slippery like a fish pulled out of a lake. Eager to not get caught they swim away and I'm lost even though I know exactly where I am and what is waiting for me.
Today is not a good day to be in my head.
The only way out of this labyrinth of thoughts is to ignore them, direct my attention elsewhere. I know it's not a solution but that's all I know how to do. Moving on is my specialty and a curse.
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Today, I take comfort in music of a great new artist that is just at the very first steps in his career.
I guess this makes me a hipster ;)
Have a listen:  soundcloud.com/ben-mcewan
The music industry is filled with mediocre singers with forgettable music and words. And here is somebody with a smooth, beautiful voice, great lyrics and great band creating good music that I would love to hear on the radio but I won't...
Stop.
Listen.
Feel.
...
I feel it too, Ben. I feel it too...