My favorite season...

I hate seasons. There is no perfect season because it is always too hot, or too cold, or too light, or too dark, and there is always something wrong at any given time. There always has to be at least one thing wrong every month. In the winter, it is too cold, and everybody gets sick, and nobody has fun. The only thing to look forward to in winter is snow, which causes traffic accidents and didn't even come this year. Then it becomes spring, and spring is just winter and summer, alternating so that it is impossible to not catch a cold. On the off chance of a good day, it will only be followed by terrible days which crush your newly raised expectations. Then it's summer. Summer is the most lethargic season, physically. Unlike winter, which is psychologically lethargic, summer is a season of dehydration and nosebleeds and passing out. And when it cools down a bit, at last, it starts to hail. And then it begins to thunderstorm. And it sucks. Then fall arrives and everybody mentally dies because it is cold and lifeless and the days are getting shorter. And then it is winter.