I am so pissed with myself for being such a whiner. Just a bit chillier weather, frostier wind, drizzlings from the sky and here I go - "Miss Sunshine" in all her might!!!
Fair enough, you can't feel good in autumn boots, no tights under your trousers, no hat and the hood that doesn't fit your head and just barely covers the back of it, but it's winter after all and not at ALL chummy. It allures me outside ( looks so friendly and sunny) and covers me with rampant cold which goes right under my skin to the very bones. And I am aggravated first at winter (not at all as scary as it will be in couple of weeks, till the end of March) and then at myself for being sullen and losing it for no reason. It's a good thing I don't have a dog, that will be a shame to condemn a pooch for the simple desire to go out at list for a trite walk
Nothing romantic, acting like a complete recluse. Don't like myself in winter.
Fair enough, you can't feel good in autumn boots, no tights under your trousers, no hat and the hood that doesn't fit your head and just barely covers the back of it, but it's winter after all and not at ALL chummy. It allures me outside ( looks so friendly and sunny) and covers me with rampant cold which goes right under my skin to the very bones. And I am aggravated first at winter (not at all as scary as it will be in couple of weeks, till the end of March) and then at myself for being sullen and losing it for no reason. It's a good thing I don't have a dog, that will be a shame to condemn a pooch for the simple desire to go out at list for a trite walk
Nothing romantic, acting like a complete recluse. Don't like myself in winter.
Neat post and love your blog... would you like to follow each other!
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guys thanks loads))))
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