Something happens to me when it snows. It’s like all is right in the world again. I woke up this morning to huge flakes falling from the sky, which in turn put a huge smile on my face. There is literally nothing else in life that makes me quite as happy as the first honest-to-goodness snowfall of the year.
When Marissa walked into Simply Crepes she said, “This is like your dream world, isn’t it?!”
Yes. Yes it is!
Welcome, winter. I’ve been impatiently waiting for you. Please make yourself at home.
On a note that is completely separate and bound to ruin any sentimentality brewing from this post so far: Mice, you are not free to make yourselves at home. And if you think you’re going to scare me into hiding in my own apartment, you’ve got another thing coming. Namely: death. I’ve seen worse. You’ve met your match.