3rd of December

Walking the length of the way to enjoy my own company in a dark winter evening is always fun as it ought to be. The December snow always keeps its promise of being oddly satisfying. I open the creaky main door and step outside. Shiver ricochet inside of me. I pull my coat tighter and lightly tread forward. The bare silence of the vicinity is now the crunching sound of my boots as I move forward on the snow. Traipsing through the snow, a gentle chilly breeze slowly and sadistically pierces the skin on my face. I reposition my scarf to cover my face still liking the sting of it and keeping my stride.

After a while, I reach the salvaged wooden bench and offer myself a snowy seat to enjoy the misty sunset even though the sun is covered amidst the icy clouds. I watch the unholy mixture of whites and greys around me. My breath turns to fog every time I breathe. In front of me was a skyline-silver lake. My eyes run through the ripples on the surface of the lake to its very end, my mind wandering how the water has not yet frozen on the surface.I sigh. I sigh, mesmerized by the world around me imprisoned in a glair-white silence.

The rustling leaves of autumn had long gone but the stripped trees around me still held themselves high embracing the stifles of winter. The whites of winter always fill the void of my soul. They exactly know how to gather my pieces and lock them in a utopia. The day starts breaking. The light of gleaming moon on the surface of lake fills me with euphoria but I feel elated and melancholic at the same time. Solitude and loneliness fills me with the same intensity. How surreal and endearing it is to behold the mystical craft of nature? And, how little of me to sparingly appreciate such an artistic work? I stare to the beauty of the Moon and time freezes for me. The time surrenders itself to the bliss of mother nature.

“Harryy, it is already late and cold. Let’s head home.”, Paige hurls the words at the top of her lungs through the misty cold air. The words reach my ear from my back. I turn my sight towards my back and see Paige standing still waiting for me. I pace myself towards her and throw her a hug. Draped in her arms, it ignites a warmth in me and it was a five mississippi long hug. My fingers trail down her hair gently. I brush my thumb from her forehead down toward her left ear and tuck her hair behind it. The cold and dark world suddenly collapse to the light and warmth to me.