December 19, 2021 - Today the cold came back
The city has gone quiet again and today the cold came back. It is a good time to be buried in books, I think, as I haul a bag home from the library. A good time to think of a life you aren’t living, a time you do not know, a place you have not been. The year is ending and it seems a little too sudden. I am trying to drag out these days, the few of the month we have left, trying to visit as many places in my mind as possible, trying to learn something new, to hone a sense of calm acceptance if I don’t. But I do. I always do in pages piled between bindings, and so, it is a good time to be buried in books, I think. I crack one open, along with a window, so that winter might listen in, and speak out loud the words spilling from its spine.
