I refuse to believe that winter is here full force.
I refuse.
The strong wind gusts outside my door? Didn't hear it.
The glaze of ice that catches my eye in the early mornings? Don't notice it.
The little white flakes that appear now and then? Hm. Strange.
And I'm still wearing as little layers as possible in an attempt to trick myself into believing it's really not that cold. I will continue to do this until my eyelids freeze over and I am forced to run inside.
