The Melancholy Of Snow.

 I love that word...  "Melancholy." It sounds so beautiful and poetic. Much more so than "sad."   And definitely less soul-crushing than "Depression. " 

Depressed people bring down the room with their purple aura of Sadness.  No one wants to be "Depressed".   

But Melancholy  is just a passing phase.  A "moment of sadness"  if you will...At least that is how I view it.  

And so it was that it snowed again tonight.   After donating another Saturday to Haribo,  I was welcomed with the soft white flurries fluttering  gently down.   And it was beautiful. Each flake a tiny ice  crystal of art!  

And I felt Melancholy. 

Perhaps it is because it is February and we have already passed Groundhog's Day.  Or maybe it was because I was alone as I walked out, and got to experience the beauty all by myself.    With no one else to share the moment.  A picture that a thousand words could not describe.  

 And yet...   Here I am.  Attempting to do so. 

As mentioned before,  I volunteered to work at Haribo again.  It really is not the tremendous hardship as I present.  In fact, I would say it is an easy day to catch things up.    And they compensate me handsomely   for my time,  which is nice.  I now understand why single men tend to "marry their jobs."  

Not much else has happened this week.  The routine is fixed:   I worked.  I ate.   I slept.  

It has been nice coming home to a cat each night though.   A Living creature  that actually looks forward to your return and loves to cuddle and play when you walk through the door. Aside from the constant meowing around 4 AM each night,   she is pretty nice to have around.  

I do find myself yearning for Spring time these days.   I have had enough of the cold and snow.  Even with the beauty I see before me,  I would rather have the Dampness and Color of Spring. Rather than the "Cold and Sanitized Winter.   As it is, I think I'm coming down with a bit of a chill at the moment.  Stuffy nose,   sneezy,   bit of a cough.   All signs that I would rather not have.    

But tomorrow is Sunday!  And I will have an entire day to rest and recover before a new week begins.  And hopefully,  I will be able to accomplish something significant.   At least more significant that simply saying I was able to sleep all day. 

And then the cycle begins all over again....

So I will end this melancholy post now.   And hopefully chock it up as a "check in" post rather than any deep-seated problem. or a cry for help.  It is not.   Just a moment of sadness that will pass.... 

Just like the melting snows of winter.  

So try to make every second count.