Sunday, January 11, 2009
Talking Shit About A Pretty Sun....set
I hate winter. It's as simple as that really. There is nothing about it I really enjoy other than looking through the window at a beautiful snowy mountain with the heater blowing on my skin. Even the lovely view can be enjoyed vicariously through photographs taken by those who choose to venture out into the brittle temperatures of winter. But for now I'm stuck here and although people claim we will see "warmer" days (what is warm when we are speaking of temperatures just above freezing?) or that we are, "turning the corner into Spring", I still dread waking up and subjecting myself to the COLD air. Cold. Cold is what you feel when you walk outside and there is ice and snow. So the sun is shining, big deal. Fuck you sun. Do you enjoy to tease me with your brilliance? If you're so awesome then why don't you heat me while I lay poolside, half naked, sipping a margarita? That's right sun. You're not so awesome. You can't fight winter either. You and I, we're not so different. Winter is our nemesis. It overpowers us even at our best. Sun, I suggest you see a counselor to figure out why you insist on letting Winter slap you around like a little bitch. Then maybe we can be on speaking terms once again. Until then, don't call or write. We're officially on a break until you see the severity of your actions. Or lack of.
Posted by Melissa at 1:39 PM