As I am approaching a second winter in less than six month, I force myself to find some "consolation" in the celebrated Nietzsche aphorism from the late notebooks
"what does not kill us makes us stronger". But I am not sure if this endurance test in finding myself estranged from my usual life and important relationship, with a purpose very hard to understand at this point is making me stronger. But I am continuing with my work, keeping a positive attitude.
A blue sky and palm trees do not give a sense of winter
The noon shadow of the palm tree gets longer
It is fall again as the foliage shows
