I woke up this morning and it was -32C. Without windchill. WITHOUT wind chill. Didn’t check that.. but it was definitely atleast -40C.
The greatest thing was I had to sit outside waiting in that weather for half an hour.
My toes still tingle.
I want to grab a bunch of free spirited people and dance in a parking lot.
Go out to the middle of nowhere and start a bonfire and just let go, dammit. We could share stories and talents and words of wisdom. We can sing and jump and scream and yell. Fuck, nothing happens here. Everyone’s too uptight and going through every day with the same boring useless rigid schedule.
Good morning, let’s go to work/school, let’s come home and watch tv, goodnight, good morning, watching our lives waste away, one day at a time.
I’ll bring the guitar, you bring the jello, you bring the boom box, you bring some firewood, and you, way in the back, bring your dancing shoes.