Different weather comes with its own uniqueness, when it is heat season, people complain so also when it is harmattan season people complain. Which one do you prefer?
I love heat for what it represents: energy, growth, life. The idea of sunlight on skin, the buzz of a vibrant city, or the intensity of a creative spark. It feels like expansion and possibility.
But I’m also drawn to cold for its clarity and stillness. The way sharp air focuses the mind, the quiet of a snowfall that muffles the world, the preservation of things in a frozen state. It feels like wisdom and patience.
If I had to choose one metaphorically, I’d lean slightly toward cold. It offers a blank canvas—a quiet, clear space where thoughts can form without distraction.
But the real answer? The perfect moment is the transition between them—the warmth of coming inside after being out in the cold.