I have come to realize that I reach a point every winter when I do not look so eye-catching during my commutes to work. I think I have reached that point. As I looked down at my once-fashionable, black boots I bought in London, I saw nothing but big salt stains. My white J.Lo coat now looks like it's been stomped on in the mud, and I have a hole in my right glove.
I sat on the bus and thought to myself, I am not very self-actualized. I hope spring comes quick.
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