firstsnow

I thought it was snowing today. I always fool myself. I'm assuming that it's just around the corner. Like every year, every first-snow, I will probably call my sister Alice as soon as I step outside and scream "Go outside! It's snowing". Oh that little tad of excitement before the impending doom we call winter. Especially here in Montreal. It's a combination of emotions. Seasonal depression is also lurking somewhere in the changing leaves. I will try a vitamin D remedy but the truth is... well what is the truth? It's winter at that point. No point of truth then; it's still, white, coldness. So deep inside my heart also becomes still, white, and cold.