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8:18 p.m. - 2004-12-15 i've been thinking about the sinter solstice. dark wintertime; comforts. My mom always says that she enjoys the dark of wintertime, because everyone stays in the house at night, it's cozy. Even though I feel bluer when the sun goes down at 4 PM, the older that I get, I see her perspective. I've been seeking my winter comforts lately. Tonight I made grown-up macaroni and cheese (elbow macaroni with alfredo sauce, colby jack, and basil), and had yellow tail shiraz, my favorite, comforting red wine. I listen to folky or Christmas music all day at work, and I've been coming home to cook warm hearty food, light candles, paint a little, get under a blanket and watch The Simpsons or a movie with my roommate. It might seem boring, but I like it. It's freezing outside but I'm making a mental bulwark for myself from the cold. I don't feel snappy or witty now, just soft and reflective. Quiet wintertime Katie. |