That time of year again
So, its that time of year again where it's frigid cold ouside, people have up all these beautiful lights and decorations... and I go into a sort of funk. Don't get me wrong, I dont sit around all depressed all day, but I do actually get a little bit thoughtful.
See, I walked out of Boone Macados yesterday, while it was heinously cold outside, something like 18 degrees. It's in a downtown location, so there's people wandering around, lights all over the place... basically looking beautiful and festive.
Thing is, I absolutely love it. It gives me this weird tingly feeling inside, and I can't quite place why. Wintertime, as much as I hate the cold, brings out all the hopeless romantic that there is in me. Like, I have this hapeless romantic feeling in me that it would be amazing to just be outside when its snowy, all bundled up, walking hand-in-hand with a beautiful woman, strolling down a downtown street with all the shops, lights, and just be blissful being with each other, maybe end up snuggling up with some cocoa and a good movie afterwards.
:sigh: Weird how thoughts like that can make one both very happy, and kinda sad at the same time. As much as I would love it, I have no such woman in my life, or even close friend that's nearby. So, instead I just sit here, admiring the sights and being happy just seeing how beautiful the night is, and enjoying it as just that.
My apologies for the sappy, kinda emo post. Just wanted to get that out, and again say i'm not depressed, just a little thoughtful.