It’s officially the first day of winter and I’ve been feeling the build up of coldness for a long time now. The heaters are on, the scarves are on sale and I’m feeling very cold indeed.
It’s sad really, as Autumn is my favourtie season of the year. The golden leaves falling, and everything feels so romantic. Corny, I know, but what can I say? I’m a true romantic at heart. But now, the golden leaves have had its run, and there are no more left to fall.
I used to love going out before the sunrise, driving in the dark of the early morning. That was a rare privilege I got whenever a family vacation came about. We’d leave bright (dark) and early to catch a plane, or check in to a hotel on time. With winter already here, this rare moment has become an everyday occurrence. What once awed and excited me now exists only to remind me of the ridiculous figures on my watch, telling me that I deserve more sleep.
The first two weeks of winter marks the peak of school workload in any normal school. Assignments, tests, midyear maths exams jump at you, and in the short space of just a few weeks, the teachers seem to be aiming to cover assesment for a whole semester. But it all works out.
I’m finishing this blog entry 12 days after I started it. I started on the first day of June, it is now the 12th. All the work is done and dusted. I have a long weekend ahead of me, with an empty to-do list. Boy, does that feel good. The winter holidays are coming up, and I cannot wait. Yeah, life is good fantastic.
