NOW
THEN
::spring vs winter::
sometimes change happens very gradually. slowly and without signature. all that follows is a sudden realization that things are different. I never knew the charm of spring until now. winter has my heart, but spring will be my innocent flirtation.
(or sometimes change comes in loud, obnoxious, bangs thuds whacks clanks and buzzs, like the fixing of the decks and remodeling of the apartment above us going on at the moment.)
2 comments:
i love reading your words.
beautifully said.
isn't nice to live in place where spring actually exist?
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