Nic Narrates

As I walked to my apartment after parking my car last night, I looked up and saw a tree- like any other- except that it was budding leaves. Real, green, actual leaves.

It’s January. In Chicago.

Granted we do now have snow on the ground and are gearing up for a sub-zero weekend, but I am likely just as confused (and ready for spring) as that tree.

Filed under: i hate winter by Nic