May for me is a little moment between spring and summer that passes by so quick and unnoticed, leaving a strange aftertaste of melancholy. Time has a strange habit when it nears April - it gathers steam and starts rushing like crazy. If you think about it, though, it quickens when you make plans and look forward to something, having nothing to do with the time of the year.
By the middle of Spring you usually start making mental notes to lose weight, regularly visit gym, read and walk more, and eat lots of healthy food; not to forget to book a flight to Paris and NYC and visit museums and theaters instead of cinemas... Once you start materialising the plans you don't even notice it's actually already October. Time runs when you have lots of plans to realise but it's terribly hard to take and live "today", without looking into tomorrow and thinking about yesterday too much. I'm so happy that Summer is only about to start - and so many nice plans are about to come true.