Winter Worrying

It used to be that every time Tex saw a cat-sized rat run from an alleyway to a curbside garbage heap, he would flinch in shock and disgust.   Now, he just casually paused on the sidewalk, let the rodents pass, and continued about his day.  Tex was becoming more of a New Yorker each day.

As the leaves completely fell and the snow began to fall, Tex found himself slipping away into a slight depression.  Not only had work begun to slow down, but the city actually seemed to slow down as well.  The cold, harsh weather of the winter season appeared to make the soul of New York City crawl up into a ball and delve into the deep down of a comforting duvet, just as Tex was doing himself.  He wondered how long this would last.

Getting acquainted with the seasons was something Tex was not used to.  He felt guilty about being depressed, and it wasn't like him to not seize everyday like it was the last.  He just had to trust that things would get better as long as he was patient.  He decided to allow himself to go with the flow.  Life was less stressful that way.