Dear Winter

It’s not you.

It’s me.

Every other ad on my Facebook timeline is for travel to someplace warm. My boss is in Mexico for the March Break. I need to see something lit by the sun, instead of so much grey.

As a push back I refuse to wear socks. The cat puked on my boots, so slipon shoes it is. My need to wander is kicking in. Not sure how far I’ll go in this muck.

But it’s time we break up. Call it. We never bring out the best in each other. I haven’t laced up a pair of skates since high school. Après-ski is just another word for what I already do at home.

What do you think? Let’s sign here.


Vicki Vee

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