It is a mixed plate

November comes like a mixed plate. Days are cloudy, bright, sunny, with snow, rain .
You never know what you are getting. Mornings surprise you
most of the time. You can not predict beforehand.
We have to
open our weather channel to chalk out our programs. Programs are not
tailor made at our age.
We have liberty to switch our plans. No pressure
to go ahead with the plans already made. We can switch to coordinate
with the circumstances.
We are lucky to go with the flow at the
later stages of our life. We have liberty to do what we can handle. It's
mid-November. We already enjoyed our first snowfall a couple of days
ago.
Snow brings its own beauty. Serene atmosphere with calm and
peace all around. You have time to listen to yourself. To talk to
yourself. We never get a chance. Never had time, never thought about
that.
To be alone to spend time is unique. It is special, gives
you inner peace. Sitting alone is totally different from being lonely.
Sitting alone is to be with your own self with your own company.
We
don’t need any outsider at that time. We like to have a feel of our own
self, of our own thoughts. It's a sort of contentment. Being lonely is a
passive feeling.
We think of ourselves as repulsive and believe
that people don't like my company. We start blaming our own self. Start
getting into complexes. That might lead to depression.
Today is
the 15th of November. Cloudy morning rain is on the way. It will start
anytime after 12 noon. My sleep was not good last night. I spent my
night switching my phone and my computer.
Of course no calls late at night. I was doing Sudoku and word search on my phone and watching videos on my computer.
Today
I started my day a bit late, still enough time to plan my day out. It's
11.30 I am all set to walk to the Coffee house to enjoy my time alone.
I
have my maroon umbrella with me just in case. Rain can start anytime
soon. I am wearing my long hooded coat with gloves and my sweater
underneath. No worries just bring it on. I am all set.
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