I’m always a bit worried about the silent, gray, and melancholy winter time coming, although the wintertime here is innocent. It just reminds me that the light period of the year is coming to an end, and long nights when the days are almost out of light always knock me off a bit.
As the autumn deepens, for some reason I want to smile and feeling sad at the same time. But I feel not burdensome sadly but clearly, calmly, and peacefully as if I know something sensitive and recognizable about this time of year that I can’t say in words, just to feel it.
It is good to stop for a moment and be happy recognizing that you feel the best you can.
© Fortune, 2009
Do you love winter time?