i'm going to complain for a moment. i promise it will be brief.
it is cold outside and i don't like it. this is my 9th new york winter and i'm still not used to the chill that happens when i walk from my apartment to the bus stop or from the subway to my office. today was the first of what is probably quite a few mornings where i suddenly felt salty liquid in the corner of my mouth. my eye was watering profusely but i didn't know because my cheecks were numb. in the words of clare - "blasted wind!"
i kinda knew what i signed up for when i made the west coast escape to the east. but sometimes it doesn't mean that i'm happy with the weatherman's forecast. checking off the days until late march and early april arrive. only 93 more days to go.
see, told you it would be a brief complaint. now i can go forward and enjoy the sights and sounds of Christmas with the hundreds of tourists milling around rockefeller center who decide to have large group pow wows right in the middle of the sidewalk...
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