i’m having a hard time with the idea, or the practice of winter this year. it usually seems annoying, but tolerable.
but it seems intolerable this year.
denver doesn’t have terrible winters – it has snow, which usually melts in a day or two, it doesn’t get supercold except for a few days each season. i know i couldn’t live in minneapolis or brainerd or green bay or pierre or buffalo or fort kent, so i don’t live there.
but tomorrow it’s supposed to be 8 degrees as a high. i’ve slipped twice on the ice in as many days. i have an antifreeze leak, so it’s hard for my car to start in the cold. i have rear wheel drive and need new tires so badly that it’s not even funny. and it’s seeming interminable and so. bleak.
but i have to get up every day, plod through, and know that this will end.
because i’d be otherwise inconsolable.