Hibernating (in the wrong continent)

I prefer snow on the Kilimanjaro.

And ice in Konyagi.

Not outside my office.

Heavy rain seasons I do, but this is my first winther in snow and minus degrees since 2004.

It is not that I can't do it, I just don't enjoy it.

I realised today, that I only look upon this season as something to get through, over and done with, and not experience in too many dimensions. I back out of the many conversations where Danes are interpretating weather forecasts while entering speculations of what might or might not be possible today or next week.

It is what it is, and nobody knows what it will be next week or the following.

But eventually it will be over.

Till then I'm regressing to a combination of denial and hibernation, wondering what I used to do to get through it.

Soundtrack: Water by Sugarcubes (Icelandic version). English lyrics here.