Upon waking up this morning and hearing that it was -17 degrees outside with windchill, I promptly had to squelch the urge to crawl back into the fetal position and hibernate for the next three months.
~~It's the heart, afraid of breaking, that never learns to dance. It's the dream, afraid of waking, that never takes a chance. It's the one who won't be taken, who cannot seem to give. And the soul, afraid of dying, that never learns to live. ~~
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