몰잎's post

The air outside is sharp enough to sting my fingertips, but the sunlight streaming deep into the house has already stretched out, tracing the trajectory of spring. Seeing how this time, so dark just a short time ago, has become so bright, I wonder if the season has been diligently gathering light without us even realizing it. Even the sunset on my way home from work has become quite sluggish these days. Even though the weather remains the height of winter, the light is already ushering in spring. Even in the bitter cold, I want to believe in the comfort of light, which grows longer every day.