As of now, my most favorite month of the year is December. Because the weather. And because it's the ending, and the time for reflection and retrospection and introspection and bonding and talking and loving and hugging. And cuddling and warmth and soup and bread. And because it's a sign that we're alive, and things are moving, maybe not where and how we want them to, but moving. And changing. Breathing.
There's just so much to December.
~Sam
I'm guessing that next month, your most favorite month of the year will be January. Because of the weather. Because it's the beginning, and the time for resolution and inspiration and rising and walking together. And because it's a sign that we're alive, and things have finally moved a bit, and it's a fresh start. There's just so much to January. :P
ReplyDeletePS: The first three words of your post triggered me to comment this :D
Ahahahaha, yes, mine is a capricious heart.
ReplyDeleteIn fact, because of the way you put it, I think I've already moved on to January. :D
I love December too. It's happy.
ReplyDeleteNot to mention someone's birthday month! ^_^
ReplyDelete[And shut up, birthdays are good.]