28 is the new 50

25 01 2011

Could it be?

Could it be that my body is growing accustomed to the winters in Chicago?

…perhaps my soul will follow…

Today, 28 degrees feels


light, happy, un-oppressive

What’s the word?


Yes, 28 feels warm.

Is this what love feels like?  Or have my priorities changed?  My standards gone?  Is this just the apologetic “I didn’t mean it, baby” in an otherwise abusive relationship?

Have I grown?  Adjusted?  Settled?



I’ll just enjoy it.





One response

2 02 2012
Winter: Out Of Order, Please Have a Different Season Instead « Amanda Rountree

[…] don’t know how many Chicago Winters I can survive” and so on?  Didn’t I write this?  And this?  I’ve never EVER talked highly of the winters here in Chicago.  Ever.  In […]

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