i’m apathetic to any and all extreme reactions to ordinary weather.
yes, going out in freezing temperatures in basketball shorts is foolish, but to me, spending half of the year complaining about the temperature is too. complaining about television, or your commute, or the way your one friend’s chosen way of communicating that they’re giggling is with “lol,” but you always read that as sarcastic — these are things i have no problem hearing and dispensing complaints about. the weather is not.
this morning i sat at a park a distance away from my friend. my friend is from the midwest and there was comfort in our mutual contentedness with the cold. don’t get me wrong, i wish it were warm, but i don’t think talking about it is going to have a positive impact on my body temperature or my mood.
generally, i’m hesitant to even mention winter because i worry that i’m playing into the image of the stereotypical canadian. but i’m not here to tell you about that time i went dogsledding, or tapped a maple tree, i’m here to give you my seasoned advice.
in teen movies, on the advice of their peers, girls get all dolled up to prepare to see their crushes, but once they’re actually around him, they do their best to pretend like he doesn’t even exist. this is how i advise you to approach the wintertime: come prepared, but once you’re outside, just play it cool.
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