I am very attuned to the weather. I can feel the change even if I’m nowhere near a window (meaning I can’t visually or physically determine a change). Winter is a special time. For some reason when the cold comes on, it is an exciting time - not the excitement of spring, which is very pleasant, but the excitement of getting in touch with an old feeling I used to have. Winter has always meant spiritual awakening for me. I think it was a combination of a few things - some art that cast this tint on winter in my youth - reading Hawthorn, watching Fiddler on the Roof, and hearing October by U2. All these things have a spiritual/religious flavor to them and feeling the cool wind and being bundled up in cloaks and clothing always gives me a feeling of stark peace. For this reason, I always look forward in particular to winter.

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