I realized the days are getting longer. The air is getting warmer. It's about time to say goodbye to the winter half of the year. Summer is coming. As much as I hate to admit it, I really liked winter. Its cold kept me inside most of the time. The long nights gave me a chance to spend time with myself more.
Winter is a lonely time. The solitude helps me to discover more of myself. Or maybe it's just me thinking more than I should. Whatever it is, the leaves are growing and the squirrels are coming out to play. I shouldn't feel dejected. Winter will always come back again. I haven't lost anything.
Winter is a lonely time. The solitude helps me to discover more of myself. Or maybe it's just me thinking more than I should. Whatever it is, the leaves are growing and the squirrels are coming out to play. I shouldn't feel dejected. Winter will always come back again. I haven't lost anything.
Sometimes I feel like I have nothing worth saying. Nothing worth reading. Just odd thoughts sifting through my head. I get moved by the things I hear, or the things I see. I only wished that I could move myself with the things I do and the things I say.
When I was in high school, I always planned that by the time school's over I would burn all my notes and books. It wasn't about disrespect or anything. I just wanted to symbolize an end, and in this case the end of school. The years of formal education. The days of wearing uniforms and singing camaraderies. The innocent time when mistakes are forgiven and cruel realities kept outside. Yes. It's only fitting that It should have a proper goodbye.
But I ended up not burning anything. It's a pity though. They would have burned nicely. Just like trash.
I should be studying now.
Kei
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