The hearts distance

It’s a cold morning, and an icy sensation harmonizes with
my emotions, and an intruder melancholy darkness my smile. I
approach the window to see the sky, but my attention is captured by
raindrops sliding down at the other side of the window. The cold air
overwhelms me on its icy threshold, and the serene drizzle helps my
feelings to flow. I couldn’t be pleased, but a pinch of sadness is also
necessary to be happy.

Juan C. Fernández Leyva