It's 8:00 o'clock am. I'm still in bed glancing out our bedroom window. There's one ray of sunshine piercing through a dense cloudy sky and illuminating the pool, full of snow. There's a pink glow spooning white covered roof tops. It's the kind of picture you see on postcards. It's beautiful but cold. Today, it's -11 degrees celcius. It's hard to believe that just a week ago we were in Mexico where the temperature was +33 degrees celcius. Since we've been back everyone has been having a hard time getting back into routine. It seems like we all wish we could live where the weather isn't so cold. Personally, I miss the sun. I wish it would show up more often up here in Quebec. I admit that I love having four seasons but I wish winter wasn't so long even though it isn't really longer than spring or summer if you count the months. I think that it's more a question of impression than actual fact. I've come to pay...
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