I always hear people say that they don’t like the cold, that they can always put on more clothes for warmth but that they can’t take their skin off in order to cool down.

Personally, I don’t like to be a stuffed sausage, and that’s what I feel like when I have several layers of clothes on. I can always go jump in a swimming pool to cool down.

Yep, I don’t like cold. So, I wonder why I haven’t gone south for the winter, or maybe to the other hemisphere completely where it’s summer.

At least the days will now start to get longer. And I really hope that this is the last days of single digits. My watch currently says 7 degrees Fahrenheit. It reached 10 today. By Monday, we’ll be back at 43 degrees, or so my weather app says. I’m ready for the snow to melt. I don’t care if it gets higher than the 40’s for while, that’s fine. I just want to be able to go bike riding a bit.

If yesterday’s flash fiction story said anything, it’s that I’m ready for spring. Yes, we are at that time of year. I’m done with my toes being cold.

Cheers.