Some words stay with you, even after you’ve put them down. Maybe it’s the way they echo in quiet moments, or the way they shift under different light. Either way, I’m still sitting with this one, letting it settle.
Never thought I’d enjoy winter, but these chilly afternoons really do have a knack for growing on you. Maybe it’s the air, maybe it’s the cold that wakes you up. Guess I’ve just learned to take it as it comes.