This winter thing has been going on long enough, thank you very much. And I, for one, am SICK of it. SICK, SICK, SICK. I demand SUNSHINE and GREEN. I want daffodils
and crocuses and tulips. I want newly budding trees and earth, for heaven’s sake. I have worn the same pair of depressingly dark wash jeans and big, chunky boots to work everyday for the last month because I no longer CARE what the hell I look like. I am sick of wearing a coat, gloves, scarf and toque every time I step outside. I have worn out my flannel pjs and my fingers and toes hare permanently numb. How am I suppose to write with numb fingers? And my nose has been dripping since November. AND I heard it’s supposed to be cold for another three months. WTF???
I’m going to Mexico.