…Let the Storm Rage On

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Dear Winter,

Some days it’s hard to believe you’ve already been here a month and others it’s like you’ve been here forever. Today is a forever day.

It’s not that I mind putting on four pairs of socks, three pairs of pants, two coats, and wrapping a blanket-sized scarf around my face to go outside, it’s just that it makes it very hard to see (and breathe).

I get it, cold is your thing, but does it have to be so cold? I mean, why not mix it up with some highs on the positive side of that thermometer. Or live a little and kick it up to the double digits. Just to clarify, that’s POSITIVE double digits.

Not to contradict a beloved Disney queen, but the cold does bother me. At least the extreme cold does. I know things now that no one needs to know — like that mascara can freeze, and what happens when it thaws.

I miss my winter. The one that didn’t try to kill me with black ice, suffocate me with a mandatory face scarf, and burn me if I dare expose any skin.

Basically, I want my winter back. Please.

Frozen but still affectionately yours,


P.S. — To those in the middle of the polar vortex, stay safe and stay warm.

More on the Story: Washington Post

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One Comment Add yours

  1. originalomc says:

    I laugheth at thee, Jack Frost, from beneath my multi-layered winter wrapper…


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