ides of March

March is the cruellest month, if you ask me, not April, as Shakespeare wrote. for one, its 31 days seem longer than any other 31-day month of the year. then, there is this irrepresible feeling that something bad is about to take place. then the usual break-ups, fights for no reason, wonkiness, blue days and red days and red herring days. on top of it, it is also a month when i have consistently managed to lose a friend, all these years. March, march on please!