At first, this snow storm was kind of entertaining. As the day went on, it started feeling weird. Then I realized that it was reminding me of places that I used to live and *intentionally* do not live in anymore, and the feelings I used to have like not knowing when winter would end and when it would be warm again. I keep having to remind myself that I’m in Houston and this will all go away soon, the snow should be gone today (Wednesday) and it should start feeling okay (for Houston winter) soon after that.

But me no likely. I’m glad it should be all done and gone for my birthday next week.