12 March 2009 @ 06:07 pm
icy sinews
I want to be warm. I want summer. I want hot, sunlit weather and the sound of chirruping frogs and evenings that bleed light into the night sky. I want to dabble my toes in a stream and to hear bees droning and to see leaves and *green* again. It's March in Texas---where is my warmth?!?

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Love Song: Sting - Ghost Story
Prepare a Face: cold
 
 
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[identity profile] in-omnia.livejournal.com on March 18th, 2009 06:29 pm (UTC)
After your third post, I actually couldn't tell whether you were joking or not. And since what I'd meant as a gentle lament for warm weather seemed to be turning into a competition for Who's Suffering More, I decided I didn't really want to keep the comments.
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