fresh air

call me crazy (and most people i know do), but i love the cold. after finishing up 7 more pages this evening, i let the dog out for the last time this evening and stood on the deck, breathing in the brisk, crisp night air into my lungs. for me, this weather makes me feel alive.

that said, it also took nearly 48 hours to get feeling back into my fingertips after my nephew’s football game this past saturday evening (they’re state champs!), but i wouldn’t trade it for any amount of hot southern weather.