(I can only hope)
I am reminded that my one consolation in coming home to North Carolina in January was that at least it would be warmer here and I wouldn’t have to face the biting cold- the kind that makes you forget what it feels like to be warm ever and drains all happiness from you. But it has been cold since I got back, snowed twice (which it doesn’t often do here), and every time I walk outside- no matter how my mood might be- I think suddenly “I’m unhappy!”. Even if I’m really happy, I’m terribly unhappy at the same time. Only the cold makes this possible.
Anyhow, we had our second snow since I got back Sunday night. I was up in the print lab with Tristan cursing the snow for making it so miserable to drive out there, and simultaneously cursing all the work I needed to do and hoping that (if it was going to do it at all) it would snow so much classes would be cancelled. Alas that did not happen, but we did leave to go home around 3:30am during the heaviest snowfall and I happened to have my camera.
Here’s to no more snow, and to a swiftly coming spring! This Friday marks the beginning of spring break and our migration toward Texas by means of Honda Civic. There is also potential for camping and 70 degrees fahrenheit on Saturday.
