Was a highly interesting adventure, and cold with that. Just let it be known that if I could I allow myself to be transported from point A to point B without risking my toes in the process, I would be all about signing whatever is left of my soul to the devil. Bad circulation, that's what I have going against me, in this lovely wintry weather, with temperatures going downward, below the zero degrees Fahrenheit threshold -basically, moving the wrong way, unless you're into wearing space suits and carrying freshly hard-boiled eggs, from 'Home sweet Home,' all the way to your place of work.
Now, be well -as for those of you who have no idea what cold means, because you happen to live to close to Beelzebub, what can I say? Enjoy yourselves. Meanwhile, I'll meditate on my circumstances...
A frost-shocked Mediterranean.
P.S: This is my fifth winter in Madison, and in a way, I'm getting used to it. Ha!
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