You Won’t Find Any Pictures Here
You Won’t Find Any Pictures Here
If you live in New England like I do, I. Am. Sorry.
I don’t know about you, but I am (and have been), experiencing random emotions ranging from anger, to frustration, to sadness and even signs of madness. All this from one word… SNOW. I’ve never been so down in my life. This winter has been torture. I take back everything I EVER said about loving the seasons we are “so fortunate” to have here in New England. In years past, I look forward to Winter… and Spring, and Summer, and Fall. Right now, I can’t even seem to look forward to Spring because there is NO SPRING in site. In fact, we never have Spring this year because it will take the whole season just to melt the snow that has accumulated.
So… I’ve been depressed. I’m a little mad at the higher power causing all of this and wonder… if this is a joke you are playing on us, you got us. The joke is over and no longer funny. I promise though, I did laugh at the first few storms, but I’m no longer laughing. Instead, I have tears. Tears of sadness, and frustration. Tears for all the times that I want to get up and do something, but cannot bring myself to do anything because it’s too cold, and slushy outside… because it is too dangerous to drive… because I just don’t want to look out my window for fear of more snow falling. Tears for my little Chihuahua, who now waits less than a millisecond in front of the door to go out before sneaking around trying to find a good “indoor” pee spot. Tears for this lovely little nook I call my blog, for without the ability to experience the outside world, I have less and less material to write with.
How are you doing this Winter? Are you as miserable as I am?
