I wrote this post at the beginning of the spring of 2022 (to be more precise, on the 2nd of April, 2022). Although today and yesterday there was heavy snow in Poland, I cannot wait for wintertime.
Thanks to exposing my body to cold (by walking in summer clothes in frigid temperatures), I rediscovered winter for myself. When I went out to do street photography in minus temperatures, I was as happy as a youngster. I reminded myself how I loved playing in the snow as a kid. Undoubtedly, exposing my body to cold gave me a new stimulus regarding my passion for street photography. Does that mean I am sad because spring and summer are coming? Of course, not! I am happy spring and summer are coming because days are getting longer, and I will have more time to do street photography. Still, from now on (to be more precise, from the Fall/Winter season of 2021/2022), I know that until the end of my life, I will be missing cold temperatures during warm and hot days.
For today, winter has not been finished yet.
Spring did not come fully. Still, I already feel that I cannot wait for next wintertime. Ok, I suppose that I should stop writing about frigid temperatures. Spring is coming, and I should focus on doing street photography. I am happy that I am alive and can enjoy another season. Unfortunately, many Ukrainians do not have this luck. I hope the war ends as soon as possible. Thus, I hope they will celebrate victory over fucking Putin’s army soon. Ok, I must stop writing. I feel sleepy. I must take a rest. How happy I am that new seasons are entering my life. Do I feel reborn every time the season changes? I do. Maybe I will develop this theme in the future.
