Suddenly, almost overnight, the season went from Spring to Winter, with sub-freezing temperatures. It is then, that you bothered to tell me that this place only experiences two seasons, Spring and Winter. Furthermore, Spring only lasted for three weeks. My initial response was, "I can ride it out. I can make it down here just fine." After only a few of these seasons, I reminded myself of where I'm from. Southern by the Grace of God, I'm used to southern warmth and simplicity; southern selflessness.
I'm sailing home to the place I truly love, the Country where my heart truly desires to be.
You painted me this: