do people even use xanga anymore? i didn't think so.

but i had something to say, and it's more comforting to say it to empty cyberspace.

you see, it's like this: every winter i kind of realize how content i am, and how beautiful life might be, if i make it that way. in the winter, i have control and purpose. i think it has to do with school, but that more or less ruins it.

so instead, i wil say it is the fault of the weather. the summer makes me want to run and hide, or run and play, or just run. winter is snuggly and warm; a time when friends can rediscover their relationship, a time when life has a spark.

in the winter, i can be extraordinary, not because i look good in a bikini, but because i have a vivacity people are attracted to. doesn't everyone want people to be attracted to their vivacity? or maybe it's only me.

so here's to winter; a time of possibilities, a time of hope.