this morning #2110.

this morning, the bitter wind bounced off both sides of my exposed face. my beloved jean jacket, which up to now had provided enough warmth for this time of year, cried out for additional layers. my optimistic fashion choice would have to suffice for now. i knew that i just had to hold on for a little longer. it’s officially spring. we’re almost there. i keep telling myself this. we’ve got a week more of this cold weather to go. maybe two. right? winter will soon be off the clock. the color will return to the earth & our cheeks. sweet relief from the prolonged cold. bring on the summer. bring on the heat even though i know that it’ll likely be just as intense. after the immensely brutal winter we’ve had, i’m ok with living a life rife with sweat.