I sit here, wrapped in layers, the cold biting at my skin despite the golden sunlight trying to fool me into believing it's warm. The contrast is almost poetic—snow melting under the soft glow, while I long for the warmth of summer days that feel so far away.
Winter has its charm, sure. The crisp air, the way the world slows down, the occasional beauty of a frozen landscape. But if I'm being honest, I miss the summer. I miss the feeling of the sun on my skin, the long evenings filled with laughter, the freedom of throwing on a light dress instead of bundling up in layers.
Winter makes everything feel heavy. The cold creeps into my bones, and my mood shifts with the gray skies. It’s like a test of patience, waiting for the return of warmth, for the time when I can finally swap boots for sandals and feel alive again.
For now, I’ll soak in whatever light the winter sun offers and dream of the endless blue skies ahead. Are you more of a summer or winter person? Let me know! 🌞❄️
Your Anna
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