Meditations

It’s Not the Cold

It’s not the cold that bothers me about the winter. It’s this deep sense of gloom that comes along with it. It wasn’t always like this. I never associated winter with despair until the winter before last winter. It would be more convenient if sorrow would rain down in full rather than coming down year after year in a slow drizzle that fills up the hollows of my thought.

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