The world has moved on

Times are changin' my friends. Winter is the best time to see how the world slowly decays into blissful silence. How the world slowly decides to take a Time Out, almost atleast. Somewhere, everywhere, we go on with our lives, with only the faint memory of the warming summersun. How I hate the cold. I don't mind snow or rain or even good old fashioned gray days. But I do hate the cold. This is only the beginning. The world has said farewell to the summer and moved on into the cold. But it keeps moving and hopefully, summerdays will soon be upon us again.
Damn the cold...