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Dec. 4th, 2007 01:45 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
xiphiasIt is winter. In winter, when it is cold and the days are short, I wish to hibernate. A good winter would be waking up at sunrise, basking in the sunlight for a couple hours, perhaps doing a very few things, maybe reading, and then back to sleep at sunset. The winter makes me want to sleep for sixteen hours and be awake eight.
Yet I am, ostensibly, a human, and, ostensibly, humans don't hibernate.
It's just that we SHOULD.
I want to spend the winter curled piled in a room with sleeping friends and family, with a stove for warmth on which we occasionally cook stews or thick soups, and have hot drinks, sometimes alcoholic, sometimes not. And not come out of the room until spring.
Yet I am, ostensibly, a human, and, ostensibly, humans don't hibernate.
It's just that we SHOULD.
I want to spend the winter curled piled in a room with sleeping friends and family, with a stove for warmth on which we occasionally cook stews or thick soups, and have hot drinks, sometimes alcoholic, sometimes not. And not come out of the room until spring.