Every year, as winter settles in for the long stay, I find myself wishing I had gone to the beach and enjoyed the previous summer more. I wish I had replaced the windows in my bedroom so the bitter draft would not be felt while lying in my bed. I wish I had spent more time outside. So, now, as I am surrounded by white snow and temperatures below zero, I find myself searching for signs of the summer. I need flowers, I need to hang clothes outside on the line, I need to see pictures of beaches. I need to plan a vacation, even if I never take it. I need to avoid the color white at all costs.
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