After 29 years, the Midwest winters finally broke me.
!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!I realize I no longer like warm weather. I want the cold. I want to bundle up and feel ice cold air enter my lungs. I like piling on layers at night and seeing my own breath. I don’t trust the warmth anymore.
Fucking amen.
I’ll take 6 months of 20s and 30s over 2 weeks of 90s.
And it’s about this time of the year that I start really aching for that comforting brace of a sub-zero wind and the flap of tip-up flags out on the ice.
YES EXACTLY. Although you can bet your ass I don’t spend time outside when it’s balls freezing, I’d rather know it’s freezing than sweltering.
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