While I’ve heard Owen sing Weezer several times, I’ve only recently listened to a sample of the real song. It kind of makes me want to cry, especially the refrain.
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I’ve broken out the hat, scarf, and gloves so I know winter’s finally here. The cold gives me a peaceful feeling. The streets are quieter and the air more still. But also it reminds me of last winter, which was when I began to make peace with myself.
I’d been living on my own for ahout half a year, and it had been two months since my divorce was finalized and C. dumped me. All at once I was able to let go of a lot of negativity, or it decided to leave me. Whichever, it doesn’t matter.
Winter also reminds me of walking around the city. Last December was the subway strike and so every morning and evening I walked to and from work, up and down 2nd Avenue. Luckily it wasn’t too cold. Friday nights I’d stop in at the
Buttercup Bake Shop and pick up a couple of breakfast buns – all baked goods are 50% off after 5 PM – for the weekend.
And it was last winter that I began to feel like people were really reading my blog and that I started writing for the city blog. I felt like I was entering this new exciting world.
Maybe “exciting” is a bit much, but it was to me at the time after going so long writing and not being read, knowing that my words weren’t just disappearing into cyberspace.