Hello, my friend. I have missed you. It’s been a year since I felt the cold breeze on my bare skin. The cold wind blowing against my hair. I do not mind the cold, in fact, I have missed the cold. I have missed the rain, the long nights and the nights when I have hot chocolate in my hands and drinking the warm liquid sip by sip. I will be enjoying the gift of an hour in bed this weekend.
Even though I love the other seasons I have missed you the most. I am glad you’re back.
Speak to you soon,