Spending a season dead for tax reasons

I think I've been dead for six months. In many ways I've been emotionally numb, not allowing myself to feel much of anything. At least not anything good. Funny how the strongest armor seems to be used to keep good things from touching me. Those are scarier, more threatening, than bad things.

But now I'm starting to open up again. I'm starting to trust. I can let some of those good things in now. Ah, spring! May your rejuvenating magic continue to ease into my soul.