Winter-Death-Grip

it's deathly-cold outside.
if you don't have a car (like myself) in this weather,
commuting = walking many city blocks,
&
waiting for the painfully slow metro on outdoor platforms
(which makes you want to stab your eyes out with an icepick)
Oh wait, the wind does that for you!

I'm suffering from severe frostbite...
FUCK this SHIT!

My Soul has been screaming to get out of here the very day I arrived.
that means something.

I'm going HOME.

Packing,
-Lu