I feel so distant from seasons changing. It could be due to me being in the house for almost 8 months now. Yes, I think that’s what it is. I see the seasons changing but do I really feel it? No.
I remember slipping on the ice of a plaza of the December I turned 10 years old. I tripped like cartoon characters. That hurt a lot, and I felt so cold as I gripped by jacket when I was standing up again. It was painful, but it was funny and true. Winter was so real then. I miss that feeling; going into shops and cafes, hugging people and talking, and not worrying about a small particle that may infect me. Oh how I wish those days would return.
