I’m probably older than most of you here.

I remember having four distinct seasons when I was a kid.

We had spring and fall. And they lasted about as long as summer and winter did.

Now, we only have two seasons here where I live: hot and humid as fuck, and cold and wet. That’s it. We might enjoy one week of pleasant temperatures between these two states, if we’re lucky.

So we have that, and Fascism. The future is so awesome.

The choice to move north is always an option 💁🏽‍♂️ let us southerners have our heat 💀

What’s winter?

- Mumbai

When I lived with my parents I used to leave my bedroom window open throughout the year so that my cats could get in and out.

It bothered my mom, every time she walked past my room she’d complain that it felt like an arctic breeze coming out of there. I’d have my door propped open just a bit for the cats to pass through.

Man… I loved it. I would bundle up in some nice, thick blankets and pull one over my head but I’d be on the edge of the pillow with just my nose sticking out for fresh air.

Winter > summer sleeping any time.

And those mosquitoes… I’d be up early hours of the morning hunting them down. Ceiling fan did little to stop them from feasting on me.

I’m going to Reno mid October and I don’t know if it will be hot or cold there, by then. Over here, it’s fucking hot as shit right up until Halloween.