We don’t like to talk much about it, but—
we all have a lot more in common
than the weather.
The Chill is here and we are...miserable.
Manhattan and its surrounding boroughs are iced over,
(the way our insides have felt for a while now).
Because life keeps happening whether the weather
(whether we like it or not),
and we can’t see now that eventually it will all just melt away.
So for now we seek comfort where we can
no matter what it means—
even if it doesn’t mean anything at all.
Makes me long desperately for spring.
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