It was cold this morning. For the first time this season, there was a fairly thick layer of frost on the grass outside.

So I started watching the world go by, from my favorite perch on the back of one of the chairs.

Surveying the world...

Outside, the world is slowly going to sleep; going dormant. Leaves are falling; what was once green is now barren and brown.

For many, this is the season of melancholy — for some Hoomans, to the extent that they seriously suffer with Seasonal Affective Disorder.

Winter is coming!

We say that in jest, but winter is the time when many things go dormant; but it's also the time of death for those who didn't prepare well enough for the long cold nights when there is little food or warmth.

Makes me very grateful that I am an inside cat!

I sometimes get very intense about looking at the world...

The idea of "winter coming" somehow seems to fit the idea that maybe we are heading into the "winter" of the cryptocurrency world.

A lot of people are feeling very uneasy, these days.

Perhaps — like with the nature outside my window — we are entering a time of culling; a time where we discover who survives and who doesn't.

My Hooman says it has happened before: There was a time when people invested insane amounts of money in businesses for little more reason than they had "dot.com" in their business plan.

Perhaps this is where we learn — the hard way, for many — that it's not enough for an enterprise to merely say "blockchain" and "cryptocurrency" in their White Paper 43 times... while having little else to offer.

It would not surprise me if we come out on the other side of this "winter" with a bunch of previous "high flyers" suddenly having their tokens devalued to fractions of a cent.

Don't disturb me, can't you tell I am thinking deep philosophical thoughts?

Perhaps autumn and winter are more appropriate metaphors than people might think.

Just like winter tends to cull the infirm and weak, it is also true that also the strong go temporarily barren in winter. Winter affects everyone.

The real question is that of what comes back to life in spring and thrives... and what will never revive and be absorbed back into the Earth... and that "other" group that barely comes back and clings to tiny threads of life.

Makes me think about the lives of many of us; we're alive and clinging to something, but we could hardly be called strong and thriving.

As for what will happen to Steem and Steemit, who knows?

Hope you are all having a beautiful Sunday!

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