nostalgia

lately, i've really been wishing it was the middle of winter again. i don't know why. i don't exactly enjoy being cold, and it rains almost everyday. sometimes it'll sleet, or hail, or snow/rain, and occasionaly we get a half inch of snow. maybe it's because with winter comes a sense of melancholy and loneliness, which i can sit back, with a pile of books and a cup of tea, and enjoy. maybe it's because i have more of an excuse to put my feet on top of the heater, and look out the window and sigh. maybe it's because i get a bit more inspired to write songs in the winter. i would blossom in a cabin in the middle of a winter nowhere. but summer is also nice. warm and you don't have to wear so many clothes. you can sit around on the beach, or go to discovery park and you wouldn't have to bring your coat everywhere.
i want it to be winter.
i want it to be summer.