2 Replies to “Seven. Flippin’. Degrees.”

  1. I park in the driveway; I have (at worst) a 15-minute commute. This translates to “Better start the car now, or it won’t be warm until I get to work.”
    I wonder if not knowing how cold it really is makes it easier to bear? I didn’t even wear my long coat this morning, and I felt okay. Maybe a little bit nipped in the tips …

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