Dear New England Weather,
I've put up with your inconsistances and unpredictabilities for almost three decades now and I truly believe I deserve better than this. You're so hot and cold that it's hard to know what to expect. First you entice me with beautiful warm weather, especially on the days I'm stuck indoors. Then just as suddenly, you turn on me when I finally begin to trust you. You make me feel so cold that it is painful and I think it couldn't possibly get worse but it does.
And yet, I stay with you New England Weather. I stay, even after all you've put me through. I've resigned myself to accepting your bleakness, your hopelessness, your nothingness. I guess deep down I still believe that someday you and I might reconcile. But don't push me or I will leave you for a more temperate climate and this time I'm not kidding. I am warning you right now: I can handle rain on my parade, but DO NOT snow on my party!
- Katie