And just like that, I can feel the daylight disappearing.
I made the mistake of using a timed outlet for the light in my living room, so now every few days I have to roll the time back because the days are getting shorter. It’s a regular reminder. They should make a light switch that can synchronize with the time of sunset every day based on your location.
Nobody notices when the days are getting longer. All of a sudden we just have more time. Nobody really cares that the lights inside their house turn on while the sun’s still out.
But it gets dark in my apartment really early nowadays - I feel like just a month ago it didn’t get dark till 9.
All of a sudden I understand why the playlist is called wintertones. I was drawn to listen to Phoebe Bridgers today and I haven’t listened to her since... last winter? When I first heard the playlist I thought “well it’s weird that it’s called this I mean I guess I get it but I can listen to this music any time of the year it doesn’t have to be winter for me to want to listen to this wintertones playlist...” but now I get it.
I can feel winter coming this year.
I noticed yesterday that it’s been a while since I’ve had a really good cry. And it’s winter - thats when it happens. I’m trying to embrace acceptance of that season coming, and at the same time I can feel myself being drawn to eat soup and spend evenings cooking and warming up the house by using the oven, and leaving the window open in my bedroom so it gets cold at night.
I actually want to sit out on my porch again because I’m pretty sure the mosquitoes have also figured out that winter is coming and they are deciding what they’re going to do. I don’t know, do they migrate? Do they hibernate? Do they all disappear? Honestly, I think I’d be fine with any of those options.
I worked too late today and found myself getting upset that I didn’t have any daylight left afterward. But I’m kind of enjoying that it’s only 8 o’clock and it’s already dark - I feel like the day has disappeared and yet it is very much still early. I’m still out running errands and even though it’s dark I don’t have go to home and immediately go to bed.
I have a jacket on. It’s lined, and made of denim. I’m pretty sure this jacket is 85% of my personality now and I do not care. I don’t.
I’m so excited to live where it’s cold on summer evenings and even when the sun is out at 10 I’m not sweating. I don’t know, there’s something really romantic about being able to cuddle up with a loved one even though it’s the middle of July.
I’m gonna go pick up my pizza now and enjoy some Phoebe Bridgers on the way home.
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