This Wisconsin weather is getting better. It's still too cold for me.
My soul wants to be outside and feel the sun beating down on me. I want to stick my feet into the sand of Lake Michigan. I want to sit around a campfire again singing. I want to move my herb garden outside. I want my skin to lose it's pastiness and bronze like before.
In anticipation I chopped off all of my hair. It's the shortest it has ever been in my life. Short hair reminds me of summer. I suppose subconciously I am trying to summon the sun gods with this sacrifice.
Flip flops have been placed by the door awaiting the time when they will become useful again.
Today I have to resort to my self-tanning lotion and a capsule of vitamin D.
Truly, this needs to pass soon!
I am past due.
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