Snow. I was watching the news, and a woman started to complain about a white Halloween. Apparently she has never had one before in her whole long life. Which actually surprised me because I’ve been waiting for the snow to fall. Every year it’s different, and I hope that I don’t jinx it or anything.
I remember getting dressed up as cows and pumpkins and ninja turtles (Raphael bitches!) and then having to cover up all of my hard work and turtle shells just to make it through the ends blocks of snowy sidewalks and driveways.
I don’t like winter. I don’t like endless amounts of cold. But I cannot wait to walk on frozen rivers, go skating, sit in front of the fire place, drink hot chocolate and see the first snow fall.
I can’t wait to be cold.
