Wind And Waves

It has only been a couple weeks of cold and dark.

Already I am longing for the sun and heat of the desert.

The evenings last an eternity, the cold is unwelcoming.

I can see why animals hibernate.

I wish I could crawl into my sleeping bag and wait it out.

I guess the trick is to find the light and warmth from within, or at least try to keep the whimsical flame lit, so you don’t lose yourself in the cold of the darkness.