Summer is happiness and possibilities and blue skies and perfect days. Winter is grim, grey, dark, and cold. Summer is life, winter is death.
I’ve pretty much always felt that way but even more so right now. I’m on just about every single medication the NHS prescribes for high blood pressure and the cocktail of drugs makes me feel cold all the time. Winter is six months of shivering for me, no matter how many layers I put on. This is the first week of the year I haven’t been miserable with cold.
Not me, I fucking love it.
Summer is happiness and possibilities and blue skies and perfect days. Winter is grim, grey, dark, and cold. Summer is life, winter is death.
I’ve pretty much always felt that way but even more so right now. I’m on just about every single medication the NHS prescribes for high blood pressure and the cocktail of drugs makes me feel cold all the time. Winter is six months of shivering for me, no matter how many layers I put on. This is the first week of the year I haven’t been miserable with cold.
Dunno why someone down voted you as I kinda understand your pov…
My father in law is on blood thinners and it’s days like this when he can strip down to only 1 layer 🙂