Spring thaw?

As the North Church bell peals out eight o'clock, I walk to the coffee shop wearing shorts and sandals.  It is a bit chilly this morning but only because temperatures have been in the eighties all week. Forecasters are saying that these warm temperatures are a once-in-a-lifetime experience.  I am glad I never bothered to get the sled squared away as the window for good trail riding was only open for about thirty days and that was only in the northernmost part of New England.

My mood has definitely improved lately.  Certainly spring has a major impact on my depression; but I think I am starting to come to terms with another issue that has been making me very anxious.  I am starting to understand and accept that desire, especially for things that really are not important (and in same cases possibly very harmful) underlies much of my suffering.  I study the Buddhist teachings and while I believe in the core philosophy, I do not embrace it as fully as I should.  Instead, I engage in risky behavior that offers sensorial pleasure but violates my core beliefs.  In  other words, I am weak and I need to become stronger.