The weather is finally getting colder. I love the winter so much. The briskness of the air makes it feel purer than any other time of year. I love the way it feels as it caresses the inside of throat, traveling its way down to my lungs where it gradually gets warmer, finally being released in a white cloud. I love the need of sweatshirts, warm boots, and jeans. It's a time to bury inside of my favorite jacket, basking in the radiating heat. At night, I sit by my scattered school papers, sipping hot cocoa with minute marshmallows floating in the sea of milky chocolate. The feeling of coming home from a hard day's work, opening the door, and having the heat wave nearly knock me off my feet. It's a time when I enjoy running the most, feeling the cold air sting against my face, arms, and legs as it rushes past. I love the winter with a passion that would melt a cavern of icicles.
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