The Obligatory Weather Post

I find that when it has been a while since I have posted on my blog, my only ideas are weather-related. Its like I have to make small talk with it for a while to break the ice before we can have a serious discussion. Although, I do have a small obsession with the weather/forecast. I check it 4-5 times a day. I know, it doesn't usually change...but it could, potentially, be spring any minute, right? We're so close! And I hate winter with every cell that my bones are comprised of. It makes me feel smaller, and I'm small enough, goddammit. The whole sky presses down, literally dripping cold weight onto the head.  In the winter I always feel as though I'm shrinking. No wonder there is so little plant life. The falling gravity literally drives it underground. In the winter the city seems to close in on itself, and the hard surfaces of cement and steel try to be as hard and as cold as possible. At least in the summer bits of life sprout from the cracks in older materials that don't find it as necessary to maintain their stern composure. I think they realize later on in their lives that oppressing the general populace doesn't need to be a full time job.