Still Waiting

That part of the year where it’s supposed to be better outside but isn’t. Gray, cool, all wrong. I’m inside with the lights down and something playing, waiting for spring to actually commit.

Netflix is dropping a new batch of shows this week—Sabrina, Spirit, some anime, comedy specials, whatever else. Most I won’t watch. I’ll find one thing, watch it in a couple nights, and then I’m back to scrolling. The seasons move in their own time. So does my attention.

I’m not really watching for some release schedule or keeping up with what everyone’s supposed to be talking about. I’m just filling the hours between now and when it’s actually warm enough to be outside without pretending it doesn’t bother me. The waiting’s the point. The shows are just what I do while I’m waiting.