Wed, Jun 21, 2023, 4:57 PM
Since I moved to Europe where daylight time has its extreme length-disparity between winter and summer, I've kind of developed some habit of checking the winter/summer solstice. On the winter solstice, I feel relieved, and on the summer solstice, well, a little frustration and a lot of sorrow of letting go overtake me.
It is now downhill for daylight length if you will. It's been good days with all the deep green shades and sweet-scented wind. Although, I developed some allergy to pollen. In the morning, I wake up with the lilac scent entering through a window ajar along with the birds singing. It is indeed good days. I am lingering in every moment passing by and I know I will miss them soon already. I often find myself feeling attacked by a sudden sadness thinking about all of these seasonal fragrances will be gone one day. And again, think to myself 'You should be absorbing them enough to ingrain them deep into my brain'. Those sense of obsession is now at its peak, too. So, now it's my emotional solstice as well. :'-)
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