The rain woke me this morning because it was throwing golf balls at my window. I wish I hadn’t gotten up, it was too early, but I did. Take a shower, put on my clothes, and pull up my socks. It’s cold?
I love the cold, the way it chills my face, the way it makes me button my coat. I love the cold in Texas or Alabama or even Colorado. A fun feeling you’ve learned to enjoy it when it blows in. But, the cold in Indiana is the worst. Freezing your bones makes you never you wish for it in the first place, even on the hottest of summer’s days. Never will I miss my home, but today I miss that cold.