I love cold weather. I go outside and the dry cold air rushes past me, and suddenly I believe with all my heart that everything can and WILL work out. Sometimes I get so stressed over where I'm going with my life and could anyone actually care less about me and it all feeds on itself, because once you have one thing to be stressed about well then its not a stretch to be stressed about more because you think to yourself, 'well, I already cant handle THIS, how could I handle THAT?' but then that gust of icy wind comes, and snatches all that away. I cant help it. I grin like a maniac in cold, gusty weather. I never feel so alive. It feels like I could fly.
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