Earlier in October, I had begged for a warmer Fall season so that I could milk being in a t shirt and jeans for as long as possible. I got my wish and it has lasted well into November. Temps have been in the 60's and I have been nothing but happy.
Today, the cold has reared it's ugly ass head. As I sit comfortably in this coffee shop, sipping coffee and people watching, the back of my mind is a flash of hatred for cold weather. 42 degrees isn't freezing. But it's still 42 fucking degrees and I therefore must hate it as much as my psyche will allow.
In a fit of rebellion, I still put on a light hoodie instead of putting on something heavier to protect my fragile skin from the relatively frigid conditions. I wasn't about to let mother nature win this one. Nature can suck it. I'll put on a light hoodie and complain about how cold it is the whole time. I'm not above being petty and whiney. Everyone in earshot will hear my warriors cry against this foul weather. I'll implore everyone to let their cars idle while throwing out non-biodegradable plastics into nature. Lets warm this earth to dangerous levels and bring back Summer a few weeks early and perhaps bring it back for the rest of our foreseeable lives. Lets warm this earth until the temperature cooks our brains like oatmeal in a microwave.
Maybe that's a little drastic........maybe.
But still, I protest and there is nothing you can do about it except not read this post.
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