Too Cold to Write

I wake up at 6 AM to cook lunch and dinner. My cheeks ache because the touch of frost permeates through our walls. I walk towards the train station and my legs feel like lead as people do not wrap their legs with a jacket.

The sky remains dark the whole day and it gives you the impression that it is always 5 o' clock. I know that we need rain but it feels sadder when it does.

But Steven and I are planning a few exciting trips soon. These are some things to think about when it is so dreary.