Special Hell

We live in a special part of hell where winter hangs on with an icy grip and rain falls on the verge of snow just to prove a point.

Even though 9 out of 10 drops were rain, a dirty gray snow still hangs on in the corners like unwanted vermin hiding in the shadows.

And the cold. It may be raining but it’s the kind of rain that you feel like it should be snow because that icy chill you feel is not because its almost tax day, it just feels cold enough that it should be snowing.

I am very very very tired of the cold and cant wait until its so hot we can complain about that instead.