Tuesday, January 27, 2004
Sometimes I just cannot stand the wintertime. Last night and most of today spent feeling scratchy-throated limbs aching head hurting and tired. Filthy snow pushed into gutters and layers of gray ice on my car. A walk to the car results in wet cold feet. The closed up house starts to seem oppressive, and Sweden's high suicide rate seems perfectly understandable. I want to feel some sun on my face, however fleeting. I want to open a window. The charms of winter(reading on the couch, watching videos wrapped in blankets, comfort food) are becoming tiresome. I need a spear of fresh asparagus now!
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