I cannot wait for it to be winter. Dark and cold and snowy. That is what I like. To be walking instead of cycling. To wear proper boots, knitted cardigans and thick scarfs and gloves. The always present darkness. Noone is staying out more than they possible need. The weather gives one some kind of vulnerability. And since everyone else is trying to escape the winter air I get to be there alone.
Per aspeda as astra, they say. I am not so sure about that, actually I could consider disagree with it. But I am a true fan of the dark, the cold and the loneliness.
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