Imagine you’re a daffodil. You’re slowly waking from a long, restful winter nap. For weeks the sun’s been coaxing you from your slumber. You stretch, yawn and rise. It’s now March 20th. The calendar states it’s the first day of spring. Debut day is here and you wake to find your stage covered in snow. You wonder why on earth you ever left your bed in the first place. Somebody cue the birds, sun, and blue sky. Pretty please. 
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