Winter's Heart
Winter begins in a week, though in Canberra it can already be felt. The last few mornings have been noticeably colder and the forecast for overnight minimum temperatures is between zero and two degrees over the next several days. It's not like I need any more excuses to stay in bed, but now, the second danger is spending overlong in the shower where it's nice and hot. Once up and dressed it's not that bad though, especially since I spend all day in the office anyway.It's not an environment that is conducive to warming the spirits, unless one finds a fireplace and hot soup. What is more dispiriting are the early sunsets. For it to get dark while I'm still in the office is rather depressing, because it's like I never see the sun, and the days seem to drag on indeterminately.
I'm not really a winter person. The short days, biting winds and heavy rain (well… this would normally be associated with winter, but Canberra and Sydney have been rather dry since I've lived in Australia) just feed the darkness lurking in my soul. Autumn is my favourite season weatherwise, for it is dry and warm (not hot). I don't mind being inside when it's wet, but I like dry days, when I can go outside and enjoy the outdoors if I am so inclined. The romantic in me prefers spring, with its connotations of new life and rebirth. The weather is a little wetter than autumn, otherwise it would be my favourite too, weatherwise. Extreme summer heat is the worst for me - it just drains me and removes the will to be active, and you just feel sweaty and sticky without air-con.
Why am I talking about weather and the seasons? Perhaps because I feel like I have an affinity with this cold season, a heart frozen in winter years ago, waiting for spring. The sun shines through on many cloudless days, yet for some reason the chill cold remains.
Anyway, obviously I have a love for the melodramatic, and have grown disheartened over the years. Perhaps I am world-weary, and I yearn for heaven. Perhaps only then will my heart feel the warmth of summer once more.
posted by Son @ 14:32
2 Comments:
Funny enough, I love Autumn, then Spring too... However, I prefer summer over winter... i cant stand cold... not at all... i used to countdown the winter days in sydney because it was too cold for me to function (yes, Im exceptionally sensitive to cold...dont even like a/c thats too cold)and do my assignments for uni...at least in Summer, early summer is nice... its just around January it gets terribleee...
Cheer up Son... I do agree that Heaven will be our true summer, but life here on earth isnt always bleak winter (although it does feel like that sometimes)...I wish the sun did shine a lil more tho..
Take care... (written half of that email to you already!)
I prefer winter because you don't sweat, and can always put on extra layers. I remember sitting in my apartment last year and literally having to just sit and try not to move because it was too hot. I can tolerate some heat, but it's the extreme heat that just saps the energy out of me... I'm not a lizard! =P
I'm often cheerful, but underneath it all I sometimes wonder if I have a heart. To carry my cross daily - that is what I want to try and live for. That I live in winter is not pleasant, but better that it is I than someone else.
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