It seems I tend to never be truly satisfied with how things are. The natural course of the world is never what I want it to be. I always want something else than what the world gives me. In summer it's autumn, in autumn it's more time (an infinite autumn), in winter it's summer. I don't know about spring though, it might be the only thing that I'm perfectly happy with. Nevertheless, I do not how to live in the present moment, I find it easier to live in the past or even in the future. This winter my thoughts keep wandering to summer, to all the things I want to do and failed to do last summer because then my thoughts kept wandering to autumn. See? This has to change.
It's just that this winter is dark and grey and snowless and even though I'm happy it is depressing to even look outside the window. I just want snow. It is the only thing that makes winter bearable. Oh well, I'm still going to try to live in this moment. There's plenty of things to focus on indoors, at least.
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