Nor hell a fury...

Summer came and went, and though there were days it was warm – not many – I couldn’t enjoy them. I kept thinking back to the fucking winter, knowing the days were numbered until the next one came.


Winters are insufferable here. Last year I was here for the whole damn thing. In previous years I escaped to South America, Central America, even Ireland is tropical in comparison.
Last night I had to turn the heating on. I couldn’t bear the cold anymore. I was inside, shaking. Already! The last day of September. Christ. It will be May before I can turn it off again, and that thermometer will plunge to frightening depths before then.
I should have left when I had the chance. So stupid. Now I’m stuck, a rabbit caught in the onrush of doom, knowing even if I do survive, the next one is around the corner.
Good to see I am not the only one who falls into despair thinking of the Dark (and cold) Times that are upon us once more. And I tell you the reason why this summer felt so short. It actually wasn't. Actually, it was a real good summer for Germany. The very reason it felt so short was the total absence of spring. That's where the problem was.
ReplyDeleteBut see it that way: Maybe we have to suffer through a Berlin/German winter paying for these grand nights outside with friends, a beer and nothing else to worry about for the moment.
"Brace yourselves - Winter is coming!"
Oh, I'm braced man, I'm braced. I've been braced all summer.
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