There is a certain type of day for me that has a certain kind of feel to it, almost nostalgic like. I don't know the best way to describe it but I'll give it ago. It's the type of day when there is quite a strong breeze and lots of grey clouds moving quite fast over head. It's also cold. Not freezing cold, but somewhere between 5 - 10 degrees C maybe. It is also dry so no puddles or any sign of rain on the ground, bone dry.
These types of days only come along maybe once or twice a year, I mean in those exact circumstances. Obviously there are always grey days and windy days etc. I don't really understand the feelings I get when these days occur. It's not sad or happy. Nostalgic is the closest feeling I can think of or the feeling of taking time for contemplation or reflection on life. The earliest I can think back to one of these days is in my last year of high school, around 13 or 14 years ago. I remember being in a science lesson and looking out the window. It was almost the end of the day and the school term. The teacher was talking about what path to take after school. I just remember thinking that I didn't really have a clue what I wanted to do. I just looked out the window and watch the row of tall trees blowing in the strong wind and watching the big grey and white clouds going over. Although I was in the classroom, everything felt silent, almost in a dream like state.
I had one of these days last week. I was at work (I work as a postman) and was just about to start to deliver another street's mail. There was no one around. It was about 11am so people were at work or at school. As I was getting the mail ready, I noticed an old lady walk past. She said "good morning" then walked passed me. She then went down a long road oppostie where I parked my car. Then the feeling took over and I just watched her walk down the road and eventually out of sight. I don't know why but I started to think about the old lady's life. I wonder how many times she walks that long road? I wonder what has happened in her life? Has she had a good life? What kind of stories could she tell about her experiences?
I don't really understand what these days mean, is it common for people to experience this kind of thing? Not particularly a type of weather or anything like that, just experience these types of feelings when something triggers them? Hopefully this made some sense! I took some pictures of this type of day but as in most cases, the feeling rarely comes over in a picture. One is of the long road and the other is from a few months previous when I was out walking.
I think that's enough deep thinking for today!