Seasonality

Lately I've been thinking a lot about nature and seasonality. I have a life expectancy of about 86 years (Source: just trust me bro). 86 years means approximately: 86 winters, 86 springs, 86 summers, and 86 autumns. Framing it like this adds a bit of texture. I'm just coming onto the 24th winter of my lifetime. I'm not fond of the winters usually, but for some reason, I've been pretty excited about this one. I shaved my head yesterday and discovered how much labour my hair has been doing for me. To my surprise, my mom wasn't disappointed in my new haircut, but she did suggest that I wear a hat when I go outside. I understand her concern, but I'm also scared of disrespecting my barber's artwork. Tricky. The winter is cold, dark, and often lonely. I'm not sure if I can say that I've had a favourite winter out of the last 23. None of them feel memorable. But for some reason, I feel particularly hopeful about this upcoming one. I've been thinking about what it means to be in winter. All of

Lately I've been thinking a lot about nature and seasonality. I have a life expectancy of about 86 years (Source: just trust me bro). 86 years means approximately: 86 winters, 86 springs, 86 summers, and 86 autumns. Framing it like this adds a bit of texture. I'm just coming onto the 24th winter of my lifetime. I'm not fond of the winters usually, but for some reason, I've been pretty excited about this one. I shaved my head yesterday and discovered how much labour my hair has been doing for me. To my surprise, my mom wasn't disappointed in my new haircut, but she did suggest that I wear a hat