The Feel Good Way

No secrets here—I’m broadcasting it loud and proud: winter is my delight.

The other day I read a thread by fellow winter lovers, and suddenly I didn’t feel alone anymore. Turns out I’m not that strange after all — there’s a whole quiet, scarf-wrapped tribe out there, and I belong to it.

So, dear people who keep announcing, “After today, the days will start getting longer!”
Please stop stealing the joy from those of us who cherish the cold, bleak winter darkness. (Don’t worry — we’ll give the sun back later, promise.)

This is hibernation season.
This is the time of dark, quiet nights and empty beaches.
While others dread the cold, I dread the days getting longer.

I’m not excited about sweating constantly, getting sunburned, hunting for shade, or navigating crowds of cheerful humans everywhere I go. I crave the opposite: silence, space, and the soft hush that settles over the world in winter.

And yes — I don’t just love winter from behind a window. I love going out into it.
Feeling the darkness wrap around me.
Breathing in sharp, cold air.
Walking through storms, wind in my face, rain or snow reminding me that I’m very much alive.

Give me gloomy skies and rattling branches.
Give me snowflakes in my hair and frozen fingers that come back to life around a warm cup of tea.

This is the cosy season.
Shawls, scarves, gloves.
Low light, slow days, and early nights.

This is the energy I crave.

Summer has had its moment in the spotlight — flip-flops, festivals, and all that joyful brightness. Lovely, truly.
But now it’s our turn. (We’ll keep the lights low and the volume down.)

Plenty of dark and gloomy days are coming.
Winter has only just officially begun — and somewhere out there, a storm is warming up just for us.

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Enjoy the coming cold!

Comment if you like winter too!