Dear Self, One Day of Sunny Weather Does Not a Spring Season Make
18 Feb 2011 Leave a Comment
in Being a Woman, Personal Tags: 2011, blanket, cold, optimism, spring, storm, sun, victoria's secret, winter
Caught myself mindlessly surfing Victoria’s Secret online for summer tops and sundresses, etc…today being crackingly sunny and gorgeous after a freak winter storm yesterday. Oh dear. Dear, dear self. What are you thinking?
Dear Self,
one day of sunny weather does not a spring season make. Now stop being so optimistic and sunny minded, with all what this shopping and breathing in the smell of springtime and whatnotelse and go close the window and put on a sweater or something.
Love xoxo,
Self.
Dear Self,
You are evil. I will smell the air if I bloody well want to.
Love xxoo,
Self.
Dear Self,
Consider yourself warned, then. Nothing good can come of this daydreaming business but a sore nose and empty wallet. Oh well if you must, you must. Don’t like sweaters? How about a blanket? You love blankets! Blankets are fun!
Love xoxo,
Self.
Dear Self,
Alright, I’ll accept your proposal of a blanket. But the porch window stays open! And if you don’t agree with my daydreaming practices then I will just have to go to sleep wrapped up in your fancyarse blanket and just dream about springtime, then, eh? How do you like that?! You’re just jealous that I can smell springtime and you can’t.
Love xxoo,
Self.
Dear Self,
I can smell springtime too…now that you’ve FINALLY gotten over your bloody two month long cold. What a commoner you are. Common colds for common people.
Love xoxo,
Self.
Dear Self,
I love you too. Goodnight.
Love xxoo,
Self.
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