I need a kotatsu

I was going through some of the stories I've written and one of them stood out because of the cold and early winter I'm currently experiencing at Minamiuonuma right now.

Here's an excerpt:

Keorey has always been the kind of place I couldn't get used to. For starters, the place is as frigid as my hometown is warm. Unlike my hometown, Keorey is odd because it has four seasons but the distinction might as well just be a kind of formality. Its spring, summer and autumn are just milder versions of its notorious winter. It’s so cold during that time that taking a bath is a daily battle of wills (to suffer or to stink?). Unless you're rich or unless you happen to live in the kitchen, food is usually served cold. It's not that the town has limited supplies of firewood and oil; the townspeople are frugal by nature. The last winter of 212 lasted for six months and supplies of food and firewood were at the bare minimum by the time the first flower bloomed. Taking baths and eating less than warm food doesn't seem to bother the people here, they are hardy and because of that seem to be accustomed to the punishing climate. I seem to be the only anomaly. Over in the room down the short hallway, I can hear the landlady stir. I look outside, its still dark but its probably 7 in the morning already. The sun comes up and sets early here; something that got me into trouble a few times when I first arrived here. My sense of time has much improved since then. There's a lot of coming and goings here from outside traders since Keorey lies along a major trade route. Most people don't stay on longer than they need to though. I had sometimes wondered at that. I mean I may not be particularly fond of the weather here but I'm sure it has its own charms to other people. The town looks like a crystal town during the winter. While this is also the time where I would like nothing more than to stay indoors, the townspeople go out even more than they usually do. The abundant snow and frozen ponds or rivers have made it the perfect place for outdoor activities. This creates fertile ground for several outdoor markets as well. I think this town is just as alive if not more during this season compared to other "warmer" seasons.

I wrote this story six years ago. I'm astounded at the similarities between the place I wrote about and the place I'm currently in. Similar to the story, the winter and summer seasons here in Minamiuonuma are longer than its autumn and spring; I eat any food I cook cold most of the times because I cook in the morning and don't really like to microwave food; and during last year's winter, I went out more because there were many events and festivals going on in this town.

Does life follow a certain symmetry or pattern? Or is it totally random? Life certainly seems to follow some sort of symmetry or circle of events in some movies I've watched but does it apply to real life? Maybe it does but we're just too oblivious to notice it most of the time.