I can't believe that I'm saying this, but I am ready for spring. Me. The one who prays for snow and can't wait to wear her wool sweaters. I think it is just the grey that I can't stand. If there were sunny days but cold wind I could deal with that. Why is it that I write about the weather when I have nothing else to say? I really want to get rid of this cold so I can feel like being creative again. When I am foggy, nothing comes to me. I'll sleep more and hope that helps.