Winter

I've stopped pretending that I like winter.  I hate it.  I hate being cold all the time.  I hate having to drive or bike or walk or run in bad weather.  I hate wearing 573 layers every time I leave the house.  I'm not saying that I don't enjoy certain aspects of winter.  Snow is nice, but it is also cold and hazardous.  I love Christmas, but that's just one day of the long and brutal winter.  I love drinking hot chocolate and hot tea and other delicious holiday drinks, but I drink warm beverages know matter what the temperature is.  Cold weather is not a factor in my hot beverage consumption rate.  I also hate how it gets dark obnoxiously early.  It makes me so disoriented.  When it gets dark at 4:00 in like should I be eating dinner?  Is it almost time for bed?  Nope.  I wish I could just go south for the winter and then return in the spring.  That would be convenient.  At least winter is gorgeous to look at in pictures.  I will give it that.