Only now imagine it's 39 degrees out. And windy. And also May 11. May. Eleventh.
I seem to remember the sun shining about, oh, four days ago. And it was warm out. People were playing outside. Flowers were blooming. Because, weird, it was May.
Someone please remind May that, indeed, it's May. Stop with the cold. Stop with the raining. Stop with the wind that feels like ice.
Ahem. Now, please. Thank you.