I think London feels a little melancholy now, because the cold came too late, after christmas was gone. There’s nothing like the excitement for christmas in London, but now it’s just so cold, but not snowing, and it’s February which feels like a non month. I am ready for spring now. Spring is my favourite season because everything comes alive again and everywhere you look is full of signs of life and of hope for the year to come. Sometimes March is warm in the perfect way, and I would enjoy that this year so I can turn 19 in the not too cold. Things are so strange, seasons are ending but we don’t know what the next one holds. People are leaving and relationships are changing, and I am so ready to be out of the country soon, being in England for too long feels claustrophobic. I’m ready for spring, I am ready for life.

11:05 am  •  4 February 2012  •  1 note