Sixteenth night
Overnight last night, the temperature dipped to one degree. The temperature has not been significantly above the freezing point for a number of days now, and if I did not feel so lazy, I would check exactly how many. Fourteen inches of snow have fallen so far this cold season, thirteen more than last year at this time. Last year winter settled in on Christmas Day and didn't let up until so late I doubt I could express the concept. That experience alone makes this year's journal needed.
I miss Chan. The feeling is so deep that my words would only cheapen it. I don't want to log on and see the hollow gilded plastic of my clever speech. I would love to log on and have the quiet, confidential conversation that happens between true friends.
Not a single day forcast for above freezing temperatures. Additional snowfall tonight of three to six inches.
110 days
I miss Chan. The feeling is so deep that my words would only cheapen it. I don't want to log on and see the hollow gilded plastic of my clever speech. I would love to log on and have the quiet, confidential conversation that happens between true friends.
Not a single day forcast for above freezing temperatures. Additional snowfall tonight of three to six inches.
110 days