Short Winter Naps
I bet you’re thinking that the title of this post is like some kind of a contradiction. Obviously, I don’t feel that way.
Autumn leaves it’s spell behind as winter falls in suddenly. And then, it’s all about the hot chai, shawls, nice French music, good conversation, and a nice fuzzy feeling inside.
I’m doing all the above, along with being on a natural high courtesy Porcupine Tree. Ephemeral naps are how I want them to be. I don’t want to miss out on even a moment of the coldly warm weather all around me.
I don’t have dreams now-a-nights because the season’s bringing out my innermost thoughts in a way that they’re being showcased in front of me, like a familiar vivid image of a myriad of colours and contours. Of emotional wants and needs.
It’s a wonderful feeling. I feel like I’m alive and kicking after a long time.
x EdgyShark x