Happy Wednesday everyone. The weather today is exponentially nicer than it has been for the past two or three weeks, and I am elated. Since writing about the weather is typically pretty boring, let’s spice this thing up a bit, shall we?
The weather is so nice that I just want to skip through the streets, flailing my arms and triumphantly singing.
The weather is so nice that my mood is like five notches happier than I have been in the past few weeks.
The weather is so nice that the two times this morning I waved at people and they didn’t notice, I didn’t even feel foolish or scorned.
The weather is so nice that I am teeming with excitement for no apparent reason.
The weather is so nice I could kiss somebody on the mouth.
The weather is so nice that I keep telling everyone how excited I am by the nice weather.
The weather is so nice that I wish I could gather it in my arms and give it a hug, then put it in a box, put a bow on it, and give it to my enemies as a present, so then they would have no choice but to love me.
The weather is so nice that I want to lay in every snow bank on campus and make snow angels and stare at the sky.
The weather is so nice that I don’t have to wear a winter coat for the first time in months.
The weather is so nice that I want to maybe go for a run. But probably not because who likes exercise?
The weather is so nice that I want high five strangers and scream, “YEAH WEATHER YEAH!”
The weather is so nice that I could probably go on for a while longer about the weather, but I think I’ll stop now.
Go outside and breathe in that sweet, balmy fresh air.
Have a great week and thanks for reading
P.S. Someone give me $1 for everyone time I used the word “weather” in this post, yeah?