The Season.
Ahh, Winter, you got to love it, For it's beauty, simplicity, Or hate for other reasons, for how cold it is, or wiping your windshield of your car everyday you wake up.
Though that's not the reason for you waking up now is it?, No, rolling out of your bed and rubbing the sleep out of your eyes, and walking to a window in your bedroom and peering outside.
What you saw could be taken in many ways. Snow was falling to the ground at a slow rate, coating everything as if it were a soft fluffy white carpet. Or in some people's eyes, it would mean that they would have to go outside and shovel their driveway when they would rather stay inside where it's warm and toasty, cuddled up in their blankets.
This didn't matter to you however as you had no plan on what to do today. Perhaps you would just sit back on a couch and watch some Christmas specials, sure there was always a bit of cheesiness to them but that added to the charms over the years. And whenever you went back to watch them once more you'd get that warm feeling in you chest like you did when you were a kid...
And today being a just few days before the big one, your family had left to go and do some last minute shopping as you already had all your gifts planned out and wrapped, Now all there was to relax and wait for the days to go by.
As your gaze returned to the window and the snow still falling to the ground, you thought about what you could do today outside related.
There always sliding, while it really depends on how good and packed the snow it is, it was always a rush to go down a huge hill with nothing but the wind hitting your hair as the air left your screaming lungs. It was scary when you first started but it got more and more fun over the time.
OR there's even big family snowball fights, always a blast as everyone's just trying to pelt someone with the fluffy balls of snow, and it's blast as you get that weird rush you'd get if you were the last person in dodge ball. Well expect in dodge ball there isn't no chance of it being a rock inside and hurting. But that's besides the paints.
Heck how could you not resist making a snowman army out of all the snow, lining them all up next to your house and pretending they were the guards of your house or snowfort and don't even get me started on the fact that you can make them express however you want. Design is always key to them.
Then theirs building snowforts or castles out of an inside and relaxing inside, a home away from home. There was always a small sense of satisfaction as finishing it and having a nice hot cup of coco.
While all of this was short and you would never have to do it, the others seasons didn't offering anything like it, the winter was always so bizarre, To the point where one could find it quiet charming. That's why I'm writing this.
Not to try anything funny, this is just me looking at how I see winter. A calm yet dangerous season that can hold many a beautiful tale and sight for many around the world, And I don't care what you think of it as a whole, it's your own opinion and thoughts on the matter, I just hope you enjoyed the little view I put on it, but as of now I am finished. And to YOU the reader, Merry Christmas.
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