Sharply exhaling harsh breath,
From ice fog, thick, unyielding.
Snow packed upon the ground,
Why do I yearn for thee?
Yesterday, as I was driving to Robinson's office to pick him up after work, I found myself wishing that it was the middle of December. I laughed to myself...why would anyone in the middle of a beautiful Alaskan summer, wish something dreadful like that?
Lately, I've been feeling so busy that, in retrospect, I think I wanted it to be winter to have a break. Winter is a time for hibernation, a time to sleep, and maybe catch up on a few indoor projects...I yearned for that simplicity. Due to all the light, I become much more active in the summer and tend to spread myself too thin by getting involved in too many projects and too many activities. I plan so many things it becomes a bit overwhelming trying to implement them all. Even though I get cabin fever during the winter, there's something to be said about just staying home, sipping a mug of hot chocolate, and watching the snow fall outside.
I suppose I'll have to spend some time soaking in the sun so that I'll remember it at Yule.
Blessed be.
From ice fog, thick, unyielding.
Snow packed upon the ground,
Why do I yearn for thee?
Yesterday, as I was driving to Robinson's office to pick him up after work, I found myself wishing that it was the middle of December. I laughed to myself...why would anyone in the middle of a beautiful Alaskan summer, wish something dreadful like that?
Lately, I've been feeling so busy that, in retrospect, I think I wanted it to be winter to have a break. Winter is a time for hibernation, a time to sleep, and maybe catch up on a few indoor projects...I yearned for that simplicity. Due to all the light, I become much more active in the summer and tend to spread myself too thin by getting involved in too many projects and too many activities. I plan so many things it becomes a bit overwhelming trying to implement them all. Even though I get cabin fever during the winter, there's something to be said about just staying home, sipping a mug of hot chocolate, and watching the snow fall outside.
I suppose I'll have to spend some time soaking in the sun so that I'll remember it at Yule.
Blessed be.
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