Cold is Cool

Winter is coming, and I'm not sure whether to pack away all my summer clothes with a face to rival Eeyore's or eagerly stock up on hot chocolate and marshmallows. Both summer and winter have their ups and downs.

I love summer because the sun is shining, the birds are singing, and the grass is green and soft between my toes. Unlike winter, summer is when I can be in the sun and (hopefully) get a nice tan. However, I don't like being hot. I hate the feeling of sweat covering every inch of me and the sun shining so brightly that have I squint my eyes so much that I can't even see who I'm talking to or if it's just a pole I think is a person. I don't mind being hot if I'm playing a sport or working out, but otherwise, I would rather not take the heat.

Given the choice, I would choose to be cold over being hot. The solution to being cold is simple: layer up and drink hot chocolate peppered with marshmallows. When it's hot, you can only strip down so far until it's not socially acceptable anymore, and then it's still hot.

Although trudging through campus with the frigid air trying to turn me into a popsicle is no picnic, I would take that over arriving to class, having just freshly showered for the day, covered in sweat.