They're too f*cking cold. Too wet. Too chilly. Too slippery. For instance, take this morning: You get out of bed, but it's cold. I go outside, it's all misty and foggy, you don't see a damn thing further than 50 meters away.
And this will go on for the next 4 months. Except it will also rain. And freeze.
I want to move.
Remind me not to blog again early in the morning. I'm NOT positive with mornings. I hate them. Every day.