The spring thaw started the other day here in my beloved town. I was wearing light sweaters and even busted out my chacos. Two days ago, when I decided to wear said chacos to work, it started snowing again - it has not stopped. I had gotten my hopes up so so high. The promise of spring and summer was placed before me and ripped away. Melowdramatic, I know this, but as one of the few in this town that pray for the snow to stop even before the ski slopes close I feel a little justified. Once the slopes do close down ofcourse, the rest of town will be onboard. But for now, I am in the minority.
Life here seems to have slowed down. In anticipation for the much needed summer I am still reluctantly staying mostly inside. Spending more of my time at the gym to get in shape for all of the hiking my friends and I are planning on doing. I think with all the time that I think about summer and the things I will be doing I may be setting myself up for an anticlimactic start. That's okay though. Whatever gets me through.
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