[proof of how much i hate the colder months]

proof of how much i hate the colder months lies in the fact that when i woke up at 5:30 am, i looked at the darkness outside, remained in bed, stared at the ceiling, closed my eyes and wished and wished with all my might that the days would start getting longer again. i then told myself that my effort had to work because the universe would simply have to pay attention to a wish that strong.