*looks at entry below* dont ever believe me when i say i'm going to continue with a post. ^.~
It is almost March, which means spring is on its way...and that means it is the time in which i feel almost obligated to reflect on my winter months. Analyze them and pick at them like an unidentifiable food on my plate. As cold and unbearable of a winter it was, there was a sense of "cozyness" about it. perhaps thats because i had a matish companion by my side....not to mention a half naked pig bull who doubles as my shadow. I think of december, the beginning of winter, when i doubted that snow would fall. I laughed at the thought of a "winter" due to my experience with previous Idaho winters. snow rarely stayed more than a day or two and there was the ever-present stangant feel to the winter months. but this wintertide basically kicked all the years before it on its ass. the snow came and came and came.......just like jake! haaha. you are the only one that reads this! but....my god. it was almost a relief. driving to and from my 8hr hell was very treachorous...at the time i was a bit fearful of the icy roads but now that i think about it i almost enjoyed the risk. i....liked the feeling of being, and i know i use this a lot, but i love being at mercy with the elements. i swear. it is a driving force in me. i gaze at the world ever so politely and when it turns around only to growl at me im even more mystified. The skies, of course, are what i really took note of when it comes to the physical sense of the season. Those glowing nights....especially when there was fresh snow on the ground (and lots of it!!). I liked going for night time walks with matty, appropriate black metal courtesy of jake streaming throuhg my headphones, head up, eyes fixed on the luminous orange sky, eating crisp air until i thought my lungs would freeze. the scene i attempted to describe in my last blog stands out to me the most when i think of the winter months. the bond i felt with mate and nature is almost too hard to wrap in words. trying to explain the ecstasy, passion, and wonder of it would be comparable to wrapping a gift with hundreds of sharp edges! almost impossible, unless done so in a careful manner...
A time of newness, it was. *nod* a fresh winter. snow drowned my burdens of the past. suffocated all my petty little vexations. and for that i am relieved. crawling of my snowden i know look at the world in almost a different light. i sit at the top of a large grassy noll swaying my long furry tail...claws digging into new earth, new soil. I peer out at the world with a new mindset. well, not necessarially new, but one i have come to further understand and accept. i have learned i am a complex being.....we all are.
.....whoa. i want to go paint. >.>
