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It's only tuesday, and a bad day to wear sandals. Bitter cold rain, dark skies, everything around me is gray. The kind of day I just like to go out alone, have lunch somewhere alone, and just watch everything and think.

Ohio in the winter is pretty amazing. I was standing outside in about a foot of snow on a smoke break one cold december day, and the sun was shining so bright it was blinding. There's four ways to look at this -- at least i think there are four ways to look at this.

1. You're a freak, and you like the cold.
2. You look at the snow, and the sun shining, and look at what could have been a beautiful day ruined by piles of grey Ohio slush. The glass is half empty.
3. You look at the sun shining and ignore the snow, and remark what a beautiful day it is. The glass is half full.
4. Look at the snow and the sunshine as a contrast of how life is. The glass is half full, but only because it's a fine glass of wine.

I have to say I'm a type 4. It's what I love about Ohio actually, the weather reflects life for me. There are things that horribly wreck my psyche, but without that, the sunshine isn't the same.

So tomorrow morning, wake up and make a little sunshine for yourself. Because this weather fucking blows.