February in Montreal
New York in the Fall.
California in the Summer.
February in Montreal.
If there’s a Hell.
Mine looks like February in Montreal.
…I can’t say this winter has been bad. Pretty mild actually.
But I don’t give a shit.
It’s dark early.
It’s boring.
I’m tired 83% of the time.
I spend most of my time talking about how tired I am.
One of the only joys I have in winter is Complaining.
Not in the sense.. I‘m bringing people down around me.
It’s subtle.
…and it’s like a mini-test - “is this person normal” test?
When they start talking about loving winter…
I want to run away from them. I don’t hate them. But I don’t like them either.
They probably like Horror movies and cold plunges.
We’re just different.
I like beaches, sunshine & ocean.
They like the cold, snow…and probably Germans.
The one thing I love about February is that it’s the shortest month of the year.
…and once you’ve lived through it, Spring is 4 Saturdays away.
That’s the light at the end of the tunnel.
What doesn’t kill you… right?
All the best,
Jonny