Snow Again
I don't know why I'm surprised. It is February, after all. I guess I'm just really tired of winter. It's not my favorite season anyway, but this winter has really been hard on me.
It's not so much the cold, really, although I have always maintained that I am a hothouse flower, too fragile for cold temperatures. It's really more about the lack of color in the winter. Everything is so washed out and grey. Grey, brown, black. So bleak. And the sky is just... colorless.
Honestly, my mood is so bleak these days anyway. I don't need the weather to underscore it.
It's not so much the cold, really, although I have always maintained that I am a hothouse flower, too fragile for cold temperatures. It's really more about the lack of color in the winter. Everything is so washed out and grey. Grey, brown, black. So bleak. And the sky is just... colorless.
Honestly, my mood is so bleak these days anyway. I don't need the weather to underscore it.
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