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How do you feel about cold weather?

I don’t just love cold weather, I live for it. It goes far beyond a feeling for me; it’s a mirror of who I am.

Living in west Africa, I am quite familiar with sweltering heat. And I do manage it. But I think my essence really comes out during the cold (wet) weather. The transition into cool weather is like peeling off the unwanted skin of a fruit. Revealing the soft, edible flesh. Ripe. Ready.

Rainy season stirs a sense of intimacy. People talk about sunshine as joy, and I understand that. But for me, rain is music. It was my childhood’s lullaby and my adulthood’s poetry. I have never not enjoyed the beat.

The glorious smell of petrichor.

Chasing rainbows after the storm.

The little drops pelting my scalp — therapy.

I always have an excuse to go outside in the rain.

The cool breeze that follows make you forget you ever needed air conditioning. It kisses the skin differently.

My fondest travel memories all unfold under grey skies and frosted trees. There’s something about winter air. Sharp, brisk and honest! Making the world feel quieter.

You and your layered clothes.

And boots. *wink*

There’s something deeply intentional about cold weather. It gives you reasons to reach for another person. It lures you into your space, your clothes, your thoughts.

So how do I feel about cold weather?

I feel at home.