Snow=Warmer Winters

Yeah, you read that right.

For some reason, whenever it isn't snowing and it's effing cold outside, it seems a lot (A LOT) colder than when it's snowing.

I have several theories to why this is:
1-Perhaps it is because I am so intrigued by the white shit coming from the sky that I can no longer focus on the actual reason it's coming; it's cold.
2-The cold no longer can dampen my spirit because snow means winter and winter means my birthday AND Christmas, which is pretty much awesome in every which way.
3-At one point, it can get TOO cold to snow, apparently, so maybe it's because I've found my happy medium weather-wise and have nothing to complain about.
4-I am so sick of the cold weather that now I have something to be happy about while it's cold, therefore making it less frightening and sadnessmaking.

Whatever the reason, when I stepped outside this morning to go to school, I was prepared for an icy blast of cold air. Not so; I recieved a mildly cool albiet wet breeze as I was walking to the car. Whoa.

Mindscrew.
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