January is not over yet, but it is already becoming warm outside. I miss the cold already. When I walk down the streets in the cold, I feel happier. I like the cold air on the parts of my skin that are exposed. I like to breathe the cold into my lungs.
In the cold, I feel alive. Like I did before.
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Come to Vermont. You'll LOOVVVEEE it here.
why is it you DON'T feel alive?
Various things are missing. Things from the past. Things I shouldn't dwell on.
Really, you shouldn't dwell on them. You are haunted by the cold.
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