Whenever I think about my life, I ask myself what I can do in my life. It's not a complicated question; it's a simple question. Life isn't easy or hard; it's neither simple nor complicated for everyone. Maybe it's wrong for someone, but it would be the exception; mostly, it's true. It is a possibility that the whole life can be hard for one person or easy for another, but most people's lives pass in both ways.
It has been two o'clock at night, it's a winter's night. Winter nights are mostly very pensive and dark. If you are not used to sleeping late at night, you may not be able to feel it. But I think, for everyone, these nights are very pensive, lonely, and dark. You can say, it's just our mood that makes them pensive and lonely, but it's not true. You feel indeed sad and lonely, deep on the winter nights, even if your mood is good, just the condition is that you're awakening alone. You can change your mood by doing other activities like watching a cheerful movie or reading a good book. By the way, why am I talking about winter's night when I started my essay about life? The only reason is that I like winter nights very much. I remembered when I wrote a long essay on the winter season for my graduation examination in the paper of English literature; especially I discussed a lot in the essay about winter nights.
I figure out many things about life, especially my life. Sometimes I figure out what I like in my life, such as I like winter nights. Is it interesting to like winter nights? I think I would like some other materialistic things that are beneficial to me. It's very strange to like winter nights. But the fact is I indeed like it.
You can do many things on winter nights. If you are interested in poetry, then you can really enjoy it by reading poetry. Similarly, you can listen to good music that you like. Even if you can sing a song, the only condition is that you're not married. If you are married and have one wife, then you sing a song at midnight while your wife is asleep, so it would be your own responsibility; you'll do this at your risk.
Tonight, when I'm writing
this, it's very cold and dark. I'm watching outside through my window, although
there is no fog outside nor my window mirror wet with any kind of dew or
moisture, and my room temperature is normal, but I can guess the coldness
outside. Deep and peaceful silence is spread everywhere. Such silence, which
gives us just peace. This kind of peace is only found on winter nights. I wake
up at night just to get this kind of peace. That Peace has prevailed everywhere, and silence has covered the whole area. Sometimes silence is broken for a couple of
seconds when a vehicle passes on the road. Sometimes wandering dogs also break
this peaceful silence. But it doesn't feel irritating and awkward. I thought about life many times on these peaceful nights, I also figured out the life of that
person who lives on the corner of the road and sleeps on these cold winter
nights on the road. He is homeless and perhaps he is some kind of crazy. Are the
winter nights interesting and amazing for him too, just like me? Music for him is
just a tingling sensation of the cold wind that penetrates bones. So, does
he also wait for the winter nights like me? I who is in the hot room in my
comfortable bed, is the winter night equal to him and me? By the way, I think
too about those who wait for winter nights like me; they are robbers and
snatchers. Their business gets great progress on these cold lonely nights,
because of fewer people on the road. I think I should leave reading poetry and
listening to music, but I should join these groups of robbers and snatchers to make
some progress in my life. Maybe these are the best things that I can do in my life and can be
the best answer to the question that I asked at the beginning.

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