I have always prided myself on my inherant love for winter. The fact that I embrace the cold and ice because I like sweaters and coffee and fluffy snow and boots and scarves and fireplaces and also I immediately burn if the sun looks at me. And for someone who is thrown into a state…
Everything changed the day that I realized I could be whatever kind of human I want to be. Sometimes you can feel in the bottom of your stomach and the tips of your shoulders what kind of human you should be. Sometimes your soul screams and your feet root to the ground and everything feels…
