Spring is on its way, and that can only mean one thing; the bees are coming! Not only am I terrified of bees, but also wasps, butterflies, hoverflies, and pretty much anything else that flies. As much as I love the spring breeze, and the blooming flowers, and the blossom trees I'm too scared to go outside in fear of confronting one. And so, from hence forth, I shall hide away inside, and wait for winter again, when everything that can hurt me is dead, and I can once more walk the cold and lifeless streets without fear for my own life. You win again, nature.