Well, Winter is almost here or well at least it seems like winter …
I’m really looking forward to this happening because well it just brings about a sunnier disposition in me. (Somewhat ironic the cloudiest time of year.) I can’t explain why I love it for the reasons that I love it much really because there isn’t a word to describe it, well… except maybe, abstract.

The reason I like it so much is the bright nights, where I walk around the house feeling alone but in a good way, where nobody else is there it’s just me ,my thoughts and the view how beautiful the sky looks when its lit up, seeming to blur the line between day and night, and feeling like it’s making reality and fantasy mix Or, the late night drives looking out the window at the moonlight illuminated snow, dusting everything in sight, the city having just enough lights to make it pleasant but not too much where it takes away from the feeling of peace that night brings.

One thing most strange about it is there was this air freshener and though I never realized it was there until it was gone every time I smell it the scent almost seems to bring me back to a state of perfection. Even though the world is very, very far from perfect, for just a little while emotions dominated facts. It was where everything in the world was right. I had everything I needed, a computer to draw with, a nice chair and a sketch pad along with multiple guides on drawing, and The feeling was caused because I was new to the fandom at the time.

It was a very new feeling to me where i felt a sense of unbreakable bonds and a sense of community and they would accept me for my perfections and my imperfections that made up who I was. It was a feeling that I had never known and seemed so dream-like but really was real. I was so strongly rooted into the community because yes I liked anthros but, the reason why it was so important to me was because of the feeling of unity and love. I didn’t know any furs at the time but, I knew they were out there and that it was just a matter of finding them. The first ever role-model I really had was a character named “Rensis.” He was a rainbow-mohawked hyena/wolf/something badass.

Now every time I think about this season I remember all these feelings while listening to Apoclyptica-stricken one of the most amazing songs that seemed to fit my personality so well also having a slideshow of just random drawings that made me want to become an artist even though I knew I could never become very talented. I gave up on it but I still have fun when I decide to do it and improvements I make are just a bonus. I have neither the skill nor the perseverance I still loved drawing, no matter how horrible I was at it I still felt I did a good job on it.

I felt like i had the world to myself and everything was perfect in just a completely surreal and indescribably beautiful feeling. It lasted only a little while but, has been one of the most significant points in my life, that make me the person I am today, making me act as though every time I talk to someone I was in that state of bliss and as if I was the happiest person in the world, if it makes any sense.

I guess basically I’m trying to say winter is the only time where the memories of everything that I started out from comes together in one big feeling unlike anything else …