Last summer slipped by unfulfilled and uninspired.
You had a list of things you wanted to do, places you wanted to go. You needed a spectacular summer. You expected to have unlimited amounts of explosive fun.
Didn't happen. You got lazy. Apathetic. Two things got crossed off the list, the rest festered. And then winter set in.
Fucking New England winter. Slapping you around, torturing you, fucking up your days. And this one is harsh, relentless, and unforgiving. Mountains of snow, endless days of single digit temperatures. You do nothing, you go nowhere.
Procrastination kills, baby.
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