Every single year around this time I feel SO good, SO alive and like anything can happen -- and it is simply just because the temperatures are rising and the nature is blossoming. Why, oh why, can I not recreate this feeling in the midst of the dark winter !
Yesterday as I was walking home from the grocery store in the early evening, it was eerily quiet in my neighborhood (probably because everyone was indoors watching that important hockey game, eh). All I could hear was the birds sing -- and man, we have a lot of birds in this area by the sea ! Sounded like it was a also a group of many different birds, and as the evening was uncharacteristically warm and humid, the kind you normally don't experience here until late summer, I had this strange sensation as if I was walking in a jungle ! A bit distracting, sure, that I was surrounded by apartment buildings among the trees and the screaming birds, yes -- but it sounded and smelled like a green, humid jungle.
I felt this very strong sense of happiness in that moment, and simultaneously a huge desperation as a thought came to me: what can I do and where can I go so that I would have this all year around ?
Throwing this thought out to the Universe. Maybe I'll think of something in due time.