Last time I posted here, I was surprised that it was already November. Time keeps flying fast and December has started; with its cold, short and rainy (that’s Irish winter: it rains instead of snowing, pretty much like during any other season, but the rain is colder and accompanied by equally cold wind) days, Christmas songs on the radio and me decorating our apartment with Christmas ornaments without any self control.
I’m really enjoying the cold weather and the darkness, they don’t seem hostile but friendly, and I try to take daily walks even on the worst days. I’m also in holiday mood and surround myself with shiny, red, green and white decorations. Even the lipstick I use these days is more red than usually, because Christmas! All of that is strange because I’m normally not a very sentimental or holiday-loving type of person. Maybe that’s just a sign of getting older?