i'm a real sentimental, nostalgic person so the idea of finding meaning in the winter sun or being moved by the way the light falls is very familar.
(the analysis i wrote on this poem made my literature teacher cry)
two women next to me on the train are having an insightful heart to heart. a guy behind me is clearly flirting with this girl and you can tell it’s mutual. we all have rich, rich inner lives :)
