The end of an era
Everything changes, people are always coming and going in my life and I realized the other day it truly is the end of an era. There really is not much signifigance to winter for me anymore except that I do enjoy the snow and cold weather and I pretty much can't stand the heat of summer so Winter is always the better season for me. Spring and Fall are nice to. I don't have fairytales in my head anymore or imaginary fun because I am surrounded by people who don't really live in the same world as I do. Some perhaps can play for a little while but not the same as it were. I know that I've grown up a lot but I don't really think I've ever changed so dramatically that I'm a different person. It is truly however the end of an era. No more Winter snow queen or silver princess. Are you sad?