Winter has returned with a vengeance. Humans are so predictable. If there is a slight warming period during July we all declare winter is over.
Somehow the trees too believe this and blossom appear all over. Pretty frothy fruit blossoms, that flourish briefly, only to be cruelly swept off by freezing winds and worse.
Somehow people seem to forget ‘last year’ and the year before that etc.
I suspect it has a lot to do with optimism that winter could just possibly be over, despite the arrangement of earth and sun and that wobble that gives us the seasons.
How often do we do this in real life? Ignore the immutable facts and insist we are right. How often is this fatal? All of this led me to Amy Winehouse and the so high probability that a lifestyle of excesses in alcohol and other mind-altering substances can so easily lead to death.
Along with these other optimisms, there is also the ‘bullet-proof mentality’ that it can never happen to me.
I suppose we all have that one way or another, except those who believe EVERYTHING will negatively affect them.