zest⌗

noun

  1. a piece of the peel of a citrus fruit (such as an orange or lemon) used as flavoring

  2. an enjoyably exciting quality

  3. keen enjoyment

These last days have a been a whirl of emotion. Exams, deadlines, luches with friends, exploring, planning, listening to music, finishing good things, failing and restarting. To the melody of my favorite songs, riding as ever the bus, I realize that life is really taking a turn for the better.

Not that it was bad in the first place. I have nothing really bad happening, quite gratefully, but still, things can always go better. The festive time, the longer days, the quite welcome spring warmth and the simple worries of daily life, everything is pointing forward and up.

And as days come and go, I experience what can only be described as pure zest for life. I enjoy the rays of light like a cat in a window sill. I begin noticing the little things. I walk to the rhythm of whatever I’m listening. Maybe I dance, if there is no one around. But just a bit. I go exploring in normal places and find nothing out of the ordinary and everything out of the ordinary. I make plans for the future and envision new horizons. I do my work extra well, taking care of the little details that often get left out. I cry with the ending of things, but with tears of contentment, appreciating the past. I get exited with whatever my friends are exited for. My mind whirls like a tornado, spitting ideas here and there.

Spring has always been a time of change for me, and also a time of tradition. A time of making sure I make the most out of my time. A time for this zest for life.