at peace

Despite the fact that I cannot stand some people's inflated sense of of self-importance, in spite of the fact that it's cold as hell and daylight ends at 4pm, irregardless of the fact that I'm broke as ever, even if I'm spending the holidays in dreary New England, in spite of everything, I'm in particularly high spirits for no obvious reason.

This season of frigid air and quiet, dark mornings, hot chocolate and feeling restless and out of shape - this season usually makes me feel discontented. But right now, for some reason, everything feels right.