I've told myself countless times that I'm prepared and ready for summer to be over and winter to be here. Brisk, windy days; hats, gloves, and warm coats; an infinitely-comfortable bed in the morning; blinding-white snow blanketing the land - as corny as it sounds, winter is awesome.
But then today happened. After getting up and around (yummy McDonald's!) I stepped outside on my back porch to make an unnerving discovery: it was warm. Certainly not mid-July warm, but a comfortable sixty degrees. I opened all the windows in my house, turned off the heat, and as I type this, I am enjoying a soothing warm breeze, refreshing in the utmost, blowing past me. I love it.
If winter is all about locking up, staying warm, and hunkering down, then summer is the do-all, carefree, let-yourself-go season. I've felt locked up since early October, but today freed all that: today made me feel like I'm free again, like I'm new.
What a feeling. B3 out.
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