Another January without snow.
I decided not to go out this year, unless I have to.
I locked all doors to the real world, pretending I’m not here.
To be honest, I feel good.
I leaf through the old diaries, making short notes about the lessons I learned.
Through the window bare branches spread across the empty sky, but I don’t care, somewhere the sun just begun to rise.
Linked to Carpe Diem #889 desire for spring