WINTER

It's snowing. It's cold. I'm over it.

I long for sunny, blue skies ... birds chirping happily ... windows open, curtains billowing on a lazy summer day ... a soft, warm breeze gently grazing my skin.

Right now, I feel like the Incredibly Flaking Human. I'm scaly and chapped and pinched and freezing.

I was lamenting the fact that the year is already on a fast-track to completion -- Can you believe January is almost over with, I said last night. But geesh! Enough with winter already.

I would be okay with a perpetual springtime weather pattern ... really. I'd be willing to take that bullet for the team. I swear ...