Nature is beautiful, I get that, I just don't understand how everyone is constantly talking about how pretty the world is. There is only one time I truly appreciate nature's true uniqueness and beauty, and it's when everyone else gets depressed about how sad it looks outside. It's the week before the blinding snow covers the ground and makes that hideous crunching sound under my feet. It's cold, all the trees have been freed of their leaves and all the plants are dying. The sky is grey, the wind is picking up, and I seem to almost feel at peace.

I remember when I was 5 years old, watching my nii-san train on a gloomy day. I praised his work ethic and how hard he tried. It was the day before he killed our entire clan.

Ino loves the spring, and it seems to bring her back to life and bring the glow back into her face as the flowers start to grow.

Hinata seems to love the winter, but I don't know if she likes the fact that it's cold and snowy or just the fact that Naruto tackles her into the snow the first chance he gets.

Me, I don't see beauty all around me, I only see it on those bleak days when everyone stays at home and mopes around the house, looking for a pick me up. I'm weird, and I know it. I've never told anyone why I look a little bit happier when it's gloomy out, and the truth is I'm not entirely sure why. All I know is that there's no point in waiting for your favorite season to come around just to give you a tiny bit of cheer, every day could be a gloomy day if that's the way you wanted to see it.