I can't wait for spring; the bitter North Sea winds have me broken.
Ah, I'm sorry about that. At least New York operates in waves - a bitterly cold day, maybe a few in a row, here and there, but then there are days of lovely, clear mid-thirties, and days of soft snow, and wonderfully crisp days in between...
Pfah.
Although, we did have some nice fog today. Just a shame I chose today to sleep-in, too.
Augh. The universe, I've come to believe, gets its kicks by laughing at artists.
I wouldn't find that to be a great surprise. Hah.
The more I observe, the more if holds true xD