An Uncle's Cool Morning Thoughts: Is Winter Coming, or Is a Typhoon Brewing?

As soon as I woke up this morning and went to open the window, the sky outside was several shades darker than usual, and the wind that hit my face carried a solid chill. I couldn't help but shiver, tucking my neck in, and muttered to myself, 'Is the weather really about to officially turn to winter, or is some typhoon stirring up trouble far away?' At this age, you become particularly sensitive to changes in the weather. When I was young, a cold snap just meant I could wear a cool, thick jacket. Now, when that chill blows by, the first thoughts are—'Uh oh, should I dig out my heavy coat for going out today?' 'Did I dry the thick duvet at home? Will I wake up cold tonight?' Looking up at the gloomy sky, a hazy gray expanse, I couldn't tell if it was storm clouds or morning mist. If a typhoon is coming, it means wading through wind and rain, with soggy shoes on my commute. But if winter is finally arriving, it feels like another chunk of the year has already slipped away, pushed forward by time. That's how it is with an uncle's years. When the weather darkens and the wind cools, the mind gets cluttered. Whether it rains or the temperature drops later, life goes on. Before heading out, I should probably grab an extra layer and a sturdy umbrella—that's the experience and thorough preparation of a middle-aged uncle, not fear of the cold!