Then winter . Featureless and dead. What am I supposed to do! It's human life.
John Keats
Alessandra
I never enjoyed winter to be honest. I could never be lost in it completely. Slush, slippery high-hills ... It seemed like everything wanted me to fall on the ground. This irritated me as I was a person who loved spring. But this winter made me change my prejudice about this season and not only about it...Streets of Vienna were covered with snow.It was unbearably cold. I , for a moment, thought that I could turn to a stony statue right there.I don't know what made me turn around from streets covered with lights into that pitch darkness but that's what I did. I was looking right through it, trying to find something there..I was trying to find peace, my redemption from this city.Just for a minute. Just for a single moment.I wanted to get lost in my thoughts, breathe in a true winter spirit to fullfil my lungs.
I was interrupted. I felt warmth on my shoulder as I was contemplating something that I thought was important. My eyes were wide-opened. I was not scared..No. I was more of confused. Who could it be?
I did not leave myself time to guess as I simply turned my head .
It was him.
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