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A winter morning
January in Wisconsin, United States. It gives me chills just thinking of it. I wake up to my alarm, but spend a good 5 minutes in my bed working up the courage to get up and enter no-mans-land (the brisk air found even indoors). During these 5 minutes I start to admire bears, which seem to have figured it out. Don’t ever leave your house (or in their case den) during the winter until the weather is nice again in the spring. I get up and run to the shower where I have to find courage yet again to turn off the steaming hot water. I get dressed in many layers: long underwear, socks, long-sleeved shirt and pants, socks again, sweater, boots, jacket, thin gloves, thick gloves, hat, and finally scarf. In spite of all these layers the cold still manages to find its way to my skin. I pour coffee into a thermos, and leave my house. Outside, I chug the coffee knowing that by the time I get to the bus stop (2 blocks away) it will already be cold. My teeth chatter and my eyes burn with the intrepid cold. When not drinking my coffee, I bury my face in my scarf, trudge through the snow and pray that the bus arrive soon. The bus turns the corner and I am relieved – not a long wait this time. As I get on the bus, my mind is lost in thoughts of flowers, shorts and greenery. Let’s hope for an early spring this year!
How is winter in your city?
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