always as bitter as it is sweet by Rona Keller
It is a rainy day and I am on my way to France for the day with Daniel and his mum. I spend the one hour car ride looking through the window, imagining what the colourful forests that we rush past look like from the inside, and longingly watching the clouds that are lingering in the valleys. While most people only have negative things to say about the weather, I would much rather be out there, walking through the woods, taking in the contrast that evolves between the autumn colours and the thick clouds and rain. But I try to embrace the moment the way it is, and so I continue looking at the beauty in the distance through the car window and appreciate my love for this weather so much.