i love the rain. i really do. and i've done my best to embrace the winter season this year. but enough is enough. the cold weather and its rain need to go. i feel as though warm weather is a legend or myth that has been passed down for generations. it's like i've heard all about this "warm weather" my whole life, but i've never actually experienced it. sure, there might be a day here or there where it's been decently nice and the sun was out for more than a few hours, but to be able to go to sleep without my space heater and electric blanket on at night?! the thought is unfathomable! Even the idea of 65 degrees in at 8:30 in the morning is like Christmas, on a summer day, of course. has it really been that long? oh dear.
i'm craving a hammock. i don't know if you can crave things like hammocks, but i grew up with one in our backyard, and just the thought of taking a nap in one with my favorite blanket on a sunday afternoon makes me really happy.
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