A Cloak

I think I'm starting to understand why I have always had an affinity for winter. The cold, the desolation, the desire of people to isolate themselves all give me the space to be on my own. Regardless of how lonely I am or how alone I feel, in winter I can lean into that and just be me and feel what I want to feel. Even in a social setting like I am in at this exact moment, I can just be in the background and observe. I can be part of the scenery and am not expected to be an integral part of any conversations. There is some comfort and safety in that. The anonymity becomes a cloak.