winter is still leaving me, despite all of my protestations

It’s that time of year again. the end of winter. the season i live for is fading out. it didn’t last nearly long enough. most people would think i am insane for feeling this way, and i would tell them: it’s not like i have anything against the other seasons, but i just find so much more peace and beauty in frozen, dark climates. i am not a dark person. but i am a lighter person when there is darkness around me. i am just one of those people whose spirits lift when the sun sets.  it’s even a palpable, physical, visceral sensation. and i am so much happier when there is stillness.  and there is more stillness when the world is dark and frozen. i can’t tell you how much i love that. i live for it. and the joy it gives me will hopefully last me through the autumn. and i hopefully i can reciprocate. 

About The Lost Pedestrian

In my wanderings throughout the moments/days/years, I try in earnest to find the mystical within the mundane and the mundane within the mystical, oftentimes confusing one from the other. I have wandered and roamed through many a city, many a town, in a state of wonder and bewilderment, without necessarily going anywhere. I am easily lost, but eventually found. (I am guessing you have just found me). My sincere hope is that you will find Something in this warehouse of thought, memory and false memory, words, numbers, tangents, murmurs, echoes (lots and lots of echoes), voices, dreams, and other paraphernalia.
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