This still happens with me

This has started.

So many things are starting.

I agree it's March.

I agree it's almost full spring season.

But what has it got to do with me?

Am I still working for them in the good books?

Who decides?

It is painful to keep running like this all the time.

The sense has to be understood before it becomes non-sense.

I don't deny their contribution.

Nor do I question their authority on the subject.

But where do I fit in all this?

Any change of plans are made known at the last moment.

And I am told to keep my eyes and ears closed.

Who decides what is to be seen and understood?

Why is 'why' important than anything else?