Nonsense

I never did a blog before. It seems like a public diary?
I'm putting this here for random musings in a hopefully obscure place.

I'm waiting for something to change, the season foremost. I detest the heat and yet live in a place with no snow. I have always felt like a winter creature, best suited for cold weather. I find a hopeless romanticism in damp and dreary weather, which inspires a beloved melancholy.

I don't know how to write what is inside anymore. I feel very warm energy and affection for the people of this community. I can always find a reason to smile or feel reassured visiting here. If you have read this thanks for stopping by