Dear Winter,
I think it’s time for you to go now. We had some good times - like remember that time that I was walking outside for about 15 minutes and got these bigish spots that turned out to be a mild form of frostbite? Or how about the time when I had to walk to work redonkulously slowly because the entire sidewalk the entire way to work was pretty much a sheet of ice…ah, good times.
You had your good days. Times when you were soft and sweet.
But look at you now - you’re a mess.
I think it’s just best that you go. And I want my records back - except for anything featuring both Bing Crosby and David Bowie. You can keep that, it would only remind me of you.
*These photos were actually taken mid last week, but work got crazy, etc… and now everything is melted. See you next year, old man.
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