We went for a little drive from Friday morning to yesterday afternoon. In that other place temps were in the 50s. Here this morning it was 19. Maybe we shouldn’t have come back.
Well, it won’t be cold forever.
We’ll all die either from heat or cold, drought or flood. I’ve forgotten which. For the new year, I would like to get away from beginning every sentence with, “You know you’re not allowed to ...,” but instead, I’ll just live with it.