I hate the cold. I dislike cold weather, feeling cold, or even getting a cold. In short, I’m a warm weather type of child.
Today isn’t the exception to my dislike of the cold, instead, it’s a reaffirmation of just how much I dislike it. It makes my body ache and protest to leaving my warm bed in favor of the bitter chill that lies outside. I always feel like I can’t do anything right when I’m out in the cold, almost as if my brain is protesting the sudden climate change, and all my thoughts slow down as the wind rushes in my ears.
But sadly, the seasons must change, and soon winter will be upon us. And I guess I have no choice but to accept my freezing fate and try to thaw out my thoughts before they fully ice over. Fortunately, I have in abundance boxes of hot chocolate and blankets to help keep the cold at bay.